She was alone from the start...

It took her a long time to realize that there is  no one who would be there for her when she is alone, that there is no one that would come up to her mind when she needs someone to talk to and also someone she could really call "friend".

She was always there when they need her, she was always ready to talk to them when they need her and she was always the one who tried to make them happy even by doing things that she does not always adore to.

But, she never knows that the world is cruel to her, perhaps, to all the people with kind heart.

She cries and screams internally, but she smiles and laugh externally. She breaks down slowly inside, but on the outside, she heals others.

She is not immature, but she stands in her own principle firmly. She thought by changing herself, she could change the little world spinning around her.

She knows there is people who will ask her to talk to them when she feels down and alone, but they are always the one who ignored her in the first place. She tries hard to keep them entertain and tries hard to remain contacted with them, but they always abandon her when they are with their friends.

She, the one who was always forgotten dies slowly everyday, might forgot that happiness is her right.