Why am I in this place? Why do I care about those who do not reciprocate my feelings? Why do I feel broken and torn, constantly seeking more than what I currently possess? Why am I unable to find happiness? Why do the stars shine at night? Why do I perceive myself as a mistake? Why is love, which seems so essential, so often absent from my life and the world around me? What is the purpose of love if it ultimately leads to pain? Why do I prioritize helping those who do not appreciate it? Why do I feel inadequate, unable to accomplish anything correctly? Why does it seem that everyone feigns concern for my well-being? I can sense their insincerity in their gazes. I am aware that I am not wanted; why is that the case? Why do I constantly find myself in a state of loneliness? Why can I not experience happiness in my life? Why can I not aspire to be more than my current self? I am left questioning my existence and the reasons behind my attachment to those who show no regard for me. Why do I continue to feel broken and torn, in search of an elusive sense of fulfillment? I simply desire happiness and acceptance. I long for others to recognize me for who I truly am. I do not wish to fade into obscurity or be forgotten among others. My desire for love and acceptance is not unreasonable; why do I perceive myself as broken and undeserving of your attention? Why am I present in a space where I feel unwanted? Throughout my life, I have grappled with feelings of worthlessness and rejection. People observe me and often choose to look away. Why do I find myself in this position?