every single day

i yearn for a friend. a social status. i always want to be accepted by society. to be cool, popular, funny.

and because i had never achieved it, i keep on trying. i keep on looking and telling myself 'so far, so good. so far, so good. you're doing fine'
but im not. i hate myself. i hate how my mind work and how shallow and obnoxious i can be.

please, somebody, give me a sign. tell me that one day my inner child will wake up from this teenage body so i can start my life at the age of 7 again.