Battling me

 

I struggle to see the people who care about me.
Not because I want to hurt them, but due to the fact, most are far away.
I miss having one good friend to hang out with on a regular basis.
This is why I post things about feeling alone.
It’s why I feel sad.
When I do, do things with people, it’s usually me, that does the asking.
Angela K. Crandall
©1/25/15

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