I sit watching friends and family go by.
There's something they have that I don't.
They have cloths.
Food.
Air.
A car as well.
They have jobs and friends.
They bleed jsut like me.
They have fears.
They have a past.
They get broken hearts just like me.
They laugh and cry.
They shower.
They shave.
They shop for food just like me.
They do laundry.
They pay bills.
They watch television.
They surf the web just like me.
The one thing they have that I don't is love.
Love for each other.
Love for another.
Love from eachother.
Love from another.
Love from friends and family.
Love for themselves.
So why not me?
