Color Me Crazy

i wish i had some one who cared enough to do things for me, as i do for them. i do way to much. nobody appreciates it, nobody pays me back, nobody returns the favor. i wish i had some body who loved me enough to see me without me asking them. call me just because they want to hear my voice. i wish i had some body that would consider me, and treat me the same as their friends. When they want to go visit a friend without telling them, without some one asking them, without any reason, just to visit, smile, and laugh, i wish they would do it for me. Aren't I important to? Do i matter? It's all i've ever wanted, and i never get it. No matter how many hints dropped, no matter how many tears cried. All of it goes to waste. I'm a waste.