somewhere i belong

its just not right. and yet, i dont know why time and time again i cheat myself, pretend like it might be right just this one time.

i suspect, man are inherently lonely. some people, the lucky ones, they find those special people called friends. others, they surround themselves with people, as a way of ignoring their loneliness. some people, the flit around, trying so hard to find a place where they could fit in, but at the end of the day, the probably never do. but that doesnt stop them trying, for thats all they can do - try. and some others, they just accept it, and live with it. all the lonely ones...

the straight and honest answer is this:
all i really want, is to really mean something to someone.