I see you mock me.

And do nothing,

Why?

Because your my 'FRIEND'

Because I would do anything for you. . .

So, I take this mockery as punishment for my sins,

for being alive,

for trying to make one person smile.

For trying to brighten one's future,

Even if it means to dim mine.

That's what friendship is. . .

Not mocking them.

Helping,

Caring,

Loving,

I do all this, and you still do not care.

I do all this, and fate is not fair. . . .

Why?

Why am I cusred to love someone who does not love me?

Why must you all think of me as a tool?

Well. . . .

I'M NOT!

I'M HUMAN!