Here, Now.

Ever sort of had that feeling, that horrible, sinking, darkest pit of despair feeling after you realized just how much you are alone in this world. That friends you thought you could once lean on for support when the sky came crashing down were nothing more than a bunch of charlatans? How do you try, or at least start, to build yourself into a stronger, independent person? A revelation must be acheived to a point, I suppose; a line drawn. Between fantasy and reality - you can't get what you really want. How do you turn off that caring gene so to speak, to ache to comfort people who only want for themselves yet you can't bear to see them hurt/ When it is clear as day nothing good could possibly come out of it, yet here you are, standing at midnight in the rain at their door because they "needed a friend". Where were they when you needed one? Sometimes selfishness is the only way we can survive in a dog eat dog world. But for a second, just a moment, can we erase the word "I" from our vocabulary and do good to benefit someone else? But I guess It won't happen. It never does.