i hug my friend good morning and i hug my friend goodbye. i fist-bump my friends good morning and i wave my hand, a goodbye. i look at my friends, the way they talk and i look at them, the way they listen to me talk. i sit with them and try to not sit too far. i walk with them, trying to maintain the pace, just right. my friends, they give me all sort of things to eat, they tell me all sort of jokes. but there's everyone else around and i'm sure it was not just for me at all. i know i am a bit different than them and i know how they think of people like me, but i still hangout with my friends because i don't know if anyone would ever want to truly hangout with me. i love my friends and i won't tell them how i feel. but i love my friends and i tell myself that they like me too. i don't know if that likeness resembles the true meaning of being liked or if its just a i'll feel your absence, and the emptiness would feel wrong, so i would appreciate you being with us, all along. i love my friends and i don't want to judge them, no. not because it is wrong. but because i have already been so judged, i'd rather not do the same, i won't. i am here and i am happy for the chance i get to be with those people, for without them my life would be so hard. who else thinks good of a girl who got no one to chat?
