Why

depressed again...

Why do they see me so clearly
Why do they love me when i dont love them
When I so obviously lust for another
When all I I speak of is that one other
The one other that clearly does not love me
Its all circles within circles
Deep and dark circles
As deep and dark as my mind
So confusing
So defusing
Almost as though I fail to exsist
The pain of this so draining
So depleating
Yet nothing can make this pain disapear
Not you, not me, no one,
Its almost like death would be more suiting
Than this life I am forced to live