Do you ever wonder is anyone ever notices you? I'm not asking in a romantic sense because I don't see why anyone would in my case to begin with. But in an overall sense. Has anyone ever looked at me and thought, "oh, she looks sad..." Or "oh, what a strange person." Has anyone ever looked at me and wondered what my story is? I watch people, all the time, I think that this is because I have always felt like I'm on the outside of everything. I sometimes make stories for the people I see. I imagine where they are going, or what they are thinking. I think about if their everyday troubles are like my own, or if they have it better or worse. Do they ever feel as lonely as I do? Or do they pretend, like I do, for the sake of the people they love. Do they have people they love? Do people love them, in a way I can never know. We each experience different things in life. It's what shapes us into what we become. Some of us move with the flow, seeing every bump in their path as an adventure. Never allowing anything to slow them down. Some have stops and starts, needing a rest to keep moving, but they keep moving. And some, like myself, blow a tire and stay stuck on that road, as we watch. Watch everyone else continue onwards. I've been an observationist of my own life and those around it for such a long time. I sometimes wish someone would notice me, notice how much I need help.