Someone To Watch Over Me

She stared blankly at the computer screen before her. The thoughts that were going through her mind concerned her. She wasn't doing well in school, it just didn't hold them same excitement for ther that it used to. Her friends were all slowly turning their backs on her and deserting her. The boy she liked wouldn't talk to her because he didn't think she was pretty enough or good enough for him. She was being picked apart by directors for being to tall, to fat, to blond, to pale...And now she sat there staring at the blank computer screen with an open word document waiting for the thoughts and insperation to come to her. But they never did.She sighed and closed her laptop, she placed it on the top of her dresser and leaned back on her bed and closed her eyes. Nothing seemed to be goingthe way she wanted it to.She had had so many problems in her past that she had thought that she had gotten by. She gripped her ands together and tried to keep herself distracted from doing anything rash.She stared at the poster of the boy hanging on her wall and wondered why it is that she liked him so much. His music had gotten her through the last hard time of her life.But then she thought, he would never know that. He would never know everything he and his music had done for her. He would never know who she was or care about her even for a fleeting second.Not only for the reason of thinking that he would never care but thinking about everything that was going on and thinking that she would never find anyone who cared the tears began to flow freely from her eyes. She was slipping back into her old ways and she couldn't afford that.She slowly thought about everyithing. She may be losing her friends but she was making new ones and there were still a few old ones who did care about her and would never let her down or let anything happen to her. She could go through school for now, she would talk to her advisor and her teachers and see what she could do. She couldn't let her parents down, they were so proud of her. She was going to get her priorites straight.She had finally found her insperation. She sat up and pulled her laptop onto her lap. She knew how to get her feelings out and began to type. When she was almost finished she looked at what she had written and smiled And typed up the final part.
And having realized all of this. There is still one thing that worries me. While I can fix everything else to the best of my ability, I wonder if I will ever find someone to care for me the way I care for them. Because through all of this it would have been nice to go through it with someone. I think that is all i need...Someone to watch over me.