i used to want people to notice, for them to look at me.
everything  i did used to be a cry for help.
that was until,
no one helped me.
they stared at me like an animal in a cage and just
looked
at
me.
everything i do now is for me.
it  always catches me off guard when a friend reaches out to hold my hand on the table.
"is everything okay?"
i wish they would all live their lives.
please don't be concerned for me.