useless

You ever realize you don't really have a purpose,
your goals have been reached
but you can't make a difference that matters, you can save a bug from being squashed but he's still gonna die
you can make someone smile but you can't stop them from frowning
If life is like a rollercoaster than I can raise the peaks and maybe the middle but the low points I can't touch
It doesn't seem to matter where I am a stranger, a friend, a best friend, a family member, a. . .but I'm me I sit on the sideline and wish I could help but no it's not my place not my time, its there problem I can't but in, and when I finally . . . ahh I'm making things worse as I always do, so I'm wrong I can touch the bottom of a rollercoaster, just when I try to raise it up it always falls
Hmm. . . I remember a lot of things when I feel like this, like "computer" or somthing like that from Daniel's blog but I'm not like that, I wish they would use me even if they forgot me at least I would be worth somthing,
but people claim to miss me and they prolly really do, and people claim they like me and maybe they really do, but I have yet to find when I"ve gotten someone out of a tight spot, been there to comfort anyone when they were sad, helped out on a homework assignment anything, let me help you anyone, thats what I do, thats why I exist,
This seems to fit one of Swaedon's few emotions, I think that will be al about the characters for this post I don't feel like saying much
well the friend is now signing off
have wonderful lives

P.S. why the fuck is everyone allowed to think negatively about themselves but me when I do it people whine complain beg me not to and I promise to be positive yet everyother god damn person that seems to matter other than Daniel seems to hate themselves. thanks