There are times when I feel so terribly sad. Neglected.
Like the one who should love me, doesn’t. Or they just don’t care.
Do I expect too much? Why do we love drama?
Why do we create conflict?
Is because it makes us feel alive? Does it?
Can happiness do the same? When are we happy?
Aren’t we asking too much? Can they give us the world? Shouldn’t we create it for us?
Do we need that?
Do we want to be loved? Or is just easier to be sad about it? Brag about? Needing, wanting, begging. Something. Anything.
Do we need that? All the things we ask for? Do we want to be a burden? Is complaining makes us feel worthy? Are we?
Do we care? Or just about ourselves? Do we love?
Do we truly love? Or just give up things, because we expect the same in return? Do we get it?
If we don’t, we cry, we become so terribly sad and lost in the nothingness. Neglected. Put aside. Like something unworthy. But are we? We are. But arent’ we asking too much?
The world. Someone’s. Not ours. We want them to make their world our own. Or maybe ours.
But aren’t they expecting exactly the same from us? Do WE give THEM, what THEY need?
Maybe, they are crying, and complaining aswell. Shouldn’t we just talk about it, get on with it, and hug, and be happy that at least we have someone to think about in sadness, but in joy and happiness aswell.
Most of the time we are just tired.