I would sit and look at them. They had such good bonding moments. Then there was me, who just sat there alone, and helpless. If only I were like them... Popular, Loved, Needed... Maybe if I just sit here for a bit and continue watching, they'll approach me... No. Why would anyone want me? I'm just small and empty... All I ever wanted was just one friend.
Days past, and I'd still sit, in the very spot I do everyday. I wanted to approach them, but what would I do? It's not like I had social skills to talk to them with. They laughed and had inside jokes. But what was my insides? Nothing. I was just empty. Worthless, and empty.
Oh, what I'd do for my secret crush. My life would be so complete if we were finally together. I feel like they'd complete my emptiness...
I hate being a soup can.