This is just a rant of sorts, just a heads up. I'm 16, soon to be 17. I've been lonely for more than five years. Yeah, five years without a single friend. Five years without any fucking friend. Five fucking years sitting at the cafeteria table alone, five years overhearing people's conversations, wishing I was participating. This is supposed to be the best years of my life? Why am I rotting away at home, alone, doing nothing but talking to myself? The only person that I have to talk to, is myself, and guys, after five years of pain, it's hard to go on. No, I am not suicidal, I just want the pain to be over. It's hard to go on every day with pain, nothing else but pain, nonstop, day in and day out. I just want to have someone to talk to, someone to eat lunch with, someone to hang out with. Is that too much to fucking ask for? Well, that's my rant.