I tried, I tried to socialise.
You see, it’s my moms birthday party, and she has around ten close friends over. All laughing and joking. But obviously being me, the akward angella. I’ve got to sit in the corner and panic at every look.
How did I get this way? I used to be the glue to every occasion, I would dive right into the deep end, and frollic like a little child. Now, I’m afraid to even dip my toe in the water.
I can here them, laughing their asses off downstairs. And, it breaks my heart. I wish that I could be like them, I really do. But It’s just not meant to be; Apparently.
I’ll be alone forever. Not because no-one cares, but because everyone who tries, get’s nothing back; I really am my own worst enemy.