I want to be a good person. I try. I forgive but don't forget as I should. I have so many positives about me. Yet I still am thrown in the trash as something worthless. No one sees me as the beautiful person I know I am. My friends all say I'm good person cool person. And they love me dearly. But they don't live near me so I'm really all alone. I don't wanna feal like dirt anymore I don't wanna be thrown away anymore. I want to be loved. I don't feel it. I know my friends love me. And at times I even love myself. But right now. I feel less valuable than a pebble that's stuck in your shoe driving you nutz.