i wish i had a me for me

(please excuse all the short hand words....)

i wish i had a me 4 me.

i listen to other ppl

tell me about there problems.

and i genuinely care!

self-image, self-asteem,

rumors, boys/girls, family, dreams.

i hear secrets and worries,

i'm told memories and storries.

but i myself am never heard.

They tell me whats bothering them,

but thats it.

to them thats all i am.

a rant room friend.

i don't get to say anything

that is bothering me.

when i try,

they brush me aside.

Do they even care?

I have worries and things

that i want 2 share!

I have worries and dreams,

i want to be heard too!

but i'm not!

Don't i count?

My feelings don't REALLY matter to them.

i'm just a tool,

i listen and nod,

i'm sopposed to care.

I DO!

but then they go

and i'm alone.

how is that fair?

I have a few friends

who where around when things happened.

but they were too cought up in thier own thoughts and dreams

to ask if i was OK.

Or to even notice i was hurthing.

No one heard me calling.

they talk and talk.

i listen and care.

But my eyes begin to glisten,

with unshed tears,

as i wonder when i'll be able to talk too.

i have emotions,

pent up feelings that want to be free.

But no one will listen when i want to talk.

thats why i neeed,

a me 4 me.