I just realized.

That no one really cares. They say they do, and maybe some do, but they just don't.
If I stop and see who will come to me first, no one does.
I guess my attitude and personality drove people away
But what I like to think is they just gave up
They've got other things in their lives to worry about
Yeah... like why should I keep trying right?

I talk to Lindsey here and there, I usually say something, she rarely ims when she most likely knows I'm online.
Why should I always have to go to people, Nikki's always home.
Amber's with her boyfriend, I forgot I actually existed to her
I only feel like the only thing that makes her remember I'm still alive is when she logs on to myspace.

Dylon doesn't talk to me, ever.
I only wait to see if he'll ever talk to me.
I just wait by the phone to see if this guy texts me
I don't know why I do that to myself

No one answers the fucking phone No one calls back I can't say I give up I'm just not going to deal with this shit anymore My mom's more of the reason why I feel like I don't need my existence I've only got myself. no one needs me, I don't need or want to hear it. It all seems like bullshit.

Worrying and feeling this way is like wishing for it to happen
So what if it does? Where will everyone's heart be then?
Too late to realize I guess.

Maybe I'm immature, or something, waiting for someone to pick me up and carry me. If my pain could be expressed physically, no one would recognize me.
When I go away, no one will ever realize. Hah.