roddly

where i do i start. i have thoughts. me and happiness
it's like an unattanable thing. it's right there. but i just can't reach it. i just want to be appreciated. i want some one to listen. and not fuckin compare me to them. i'm not them. i'm me. in all my apparent fucked upness. just me. not like the others. i'm alone. alone in a crowd of people who i enchant, and mistify. surrounded by people who don't even know the real me. and never take the time to find out. what have i become. i'm very confused. lost. and i can't find the damn flash light.
is it worth it? to go onw with this emptiness inside?
by the way this isn't a cry for help. jsut my head split open and bleeding onto the key board. and trnsfering out over these here radio waves. to no one in particular. yep
that's that.