Why is everything I do so wrong? I can't say do, say, be anything that is right and good. People don't know how I work overtime to get them to like me. Then when they like me, I think it's insincere....just them feeling sorry for me. Why am I here? Why can't I connect? I want love, I want someone to love me and not change their mind about me. Why do the people I'm with Tell me what I want to hear and get me feeling secure and then take it all away? I know I'm not special, beautiful, sexy, smart, nice, funny, or any of those things that make it so easy for others, but why do I have to suffer so much? Why can't it be easy? Why can't it get easier? Why can't I be one of those women that men flock to? I don't belong on this earth, I don't fit in. Life is for sting winners, I'm a weak loser. The universe toys with me. I just want what I want...other people get it. Why can't I?