I'm so used to just being another person in people's lives.
I have best friends sure, but they have so many more close friends then me.
I just want to be somebody's somebody.
When they think about me they smile and call me theirs.
I want to be the only one with that title.
I want to have someone to think about and smile, rather than think about them and cry because they have someone else.
I want to be a important part of someone's life that they want to be around and talk to.
I can guarantee they mean everything to me.
I want to hold hands, cuddle, kiss and just be happy.
I can't do that alone.
I'm always alone.
I'm sorry, because I know they don't want me.
I'm sorry if I make you uncomfortable for wanting you.
I'm sorry for wanting to be happy.
I'm sorry but, please somebody want me.
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Anxiety One-shots
PoetryThis story may be triggering to anyone with anxiety and possibly depression. It will be describing how my anxiety feels, and different ways I try to overcome it. Disclaimer: this is only my personal experience and does NOT apply to everyone!