... Sometimes I really hate the world.
I need to be understood, but no one understands.
I need to help, but no one lets me.
I need to know, but no one believes me when I do.
I need to tell, but no one lets me.
I need to be left alone when I'm feeling worthless, but that's when people flock to me.
I need to be surrounded when I feeling good, but that's when I'm ignored.
I need to be around people that understand me, but, sometimes it feels like they don't exist, or are somewhere else, in INFJ heaven, having a grand ole time, but forget to send me the address...
I need to live in a world that I can help.
I need to stop being so darn needy but how can I stop needing food, or water? How can I stop needing air?
I need my people, but they've left me behind, or are as lost as I am, but whatever it is, I'm alone and I HATE it...




















