It always has.

Not til' sometime ago, did I notice it.

When you're down.

Who gets you up?

When you're down.

Who says stuff and spend time with you?

Have you guys ever thought of that?

Well.

I did, a few days ago.

And I realized.

I've always been there for people.

Countless number of people.

But, I counted how many times have I relied on people.

None.

Maybe it's because I cannot bring myself to trust someone well enough to rely on that person.

Or maybe because I'm afraid I'll be hurt.

Maybe it's the cause of the rift in my personality.

Sometimes, when I'm all tired, and ready to fall.

I wish for someone to hold.

Someone to be there for me.

To get me up.

To pull towards the light.

As I wallow in the darkness.

There are times I wanna scream and shout my head off.

But, no.

I have to keep it all in.

Because, of all people, I fall.

There are lots of things that might happen.

Even though I know I'm not important in this world.

No one is indispensable.

But it will definitely hurt someone.