It's not fair.

Sometimes it doesn't pay to be kind and caring and thoughtful.  It's like the people who care the most and give their love out the most gets nothing in return. It's as if I take the bullet for you but yet when I'm at the hospital no one is there to worry for me, like my existence doesn't even matter to you. What matters to you is that you're alive, other than that, who saved you, who took the bullet for you, you don't care. Maybe the right word would me 'selfish' but its far more serious than that. But yet at the same time, the person who took the bullet for you doesn't seem to feel upset that nobody is worrying for them. Instead they feel happy that they saved someone who was important to them. It don't matter to them if they're all left alone. All they care about is the other person's safety and happiness. It's kinda stupid actually, but I guess its human nature to feel that way, well if that person is that important. But at the same time, somewhere in between, a part of your heart just hurts so bad because you know you don't even mean a single thing to that person yet you sacrifice so much for them. Yet, what can they say besides 'I deserve it'. It's purely their choice whether they wanted to take the bullet or now, knowing that they will never be cared for by that person, somehow still hoping that this time it might be different. Yet it doesn't happen, it never will. Maybe they thought that lying to themselves would make it less pain but all it does is to make it hurt even more. These are the people who are all cheery and smiley infront of you. They laugh the loudest because for that moment, they don't feel any pain at all. But at the same time, these are the people who cry themselves to sleep at night.

This is a really sad and torturous world. The people who deserves to be loved the most, gets none. Yet those who keeps taking and taking receives the most.