Why do I keep allowing myself to hope? It only hurts more in the end when it turns out not to be true. People say hope if a powerful feeling but despair can be just as powerful. I wish I didn't let nyself get my hopes up but I do. I need to stop but I don't know how. If only my friends were like true friends. If only they actually worried about me and talked to me more. If only they actually cared about me. But they don't and I need to accept that fact. But it's ok now, for I have new friends. Or at least I'm getting there. And I can still try with my old ones to get them to see me for me. I guess only time will tell. Maybe this time my hope won't end in a burning agony that never goes away. Maybe this time it will work. Maybe this time I can be happy just like everyone else.
