forgotten.

sometimes i feel as though i've been left in a corner and forgotten.

i don't believe in best friends.
never had, never will.
and i've just been shown why i still don't.

sometimes when i just want to call someone and talk,
i have to stop and ponder,
who shall i call?
will i be disrupting them?
will they want to listen to me?
will they even pick up the phone?

it makes me want to stop calling totally,
but i can't.

its not that i don't want to treasure friendships,
i just don't have the chance to.

friends come and go.
when i really hope that they won't.

i'm no one's special someone.
i'm no one's really treasured friend.
i'm just a porcelain doll laid in her box, a smile painted onto my lips by my maker.

too many close friends who have other close friends.
not enough time to share every moment with them.
i feel so sad and lonely inside.

i want to cry.
but feel so foolish when i do.

oh God.
where have all the friends gone?
richest is he who has loyal friends.

no one cares about me like you do.
but, if only.