Midnight Thoughts

Night 2

I dont crave attention.

I need it... like a regular person needs food or water.

I dont know who I am;

but my friends seem to and so I rely on them to show me, show me the person they see me to be, to be someone worth while, to fool myself into thinking I maybe am a good person.

When I'm alone I disappear,

I'm just emotion and memories.

Nothing more.

Nothing less.