Why am I treated like I am less than human? I have feelings, wants and needs. I yearn for things that most people yearn for. Yet to you, I am still nothing. Still less than you. Almost as if I do not exist. I do not claim to be perfect, because, honestly, I am not, not even close! I am saying, maybe if you open your eyes, and realize who I am, you might see, perfect or not, I am worth your time. . . I can prove it, but you wont give me the chance. It kills me a little more each time I think about it, but you know, I'll grow up. I'll stop dreaming and wake up. I'll come back to the harsh reality that I will never be anything to you, and what could of been and what should have been, will never be. You will move on with your life, just like everyone else, and I will be stuck, wondering what my life would be like, had I meant the slightest of anything to you...