Sometimes I feel like I don’t have any friends.
Sometimes I feel so lonely and alone and sad.
Sometimes I am really shy. Sometimes I can’t shut up.
Sometimes I don’t want to let stupid little things get under my skin.
Sometimes I don’t feel like talking to anyone.
Sometimes I wish people had more dignity to stand up for their opinion, and not just go with the wrong crowd because they are scared of being different and being honest.
Sometimes I wish I had my family here so when life gives me lemon I could whine and had shoulder to cry on.
Sometimes I wish I had a true friend who I could count on and told every thing I feel and not judging me or worse, gossiping behind my back. Actually I have one! 🙂
Sometimes I do miss my home town where traffic is crazy and pollution is everywhere but food is yummy and the city is never sleep.
Sometimes I just want to cry for no reason.