Throw Me A Liferaft

Have you ever felt like a stranger in your own skin? An outcast in your own home? That's how I feel every day. I'm not exactly sure what moving will bring, if things will get better or stay as they are now. I just know they can't get any worse, I don't belong in this tiny town with only a handful of people to pass the time with. As the year wears on I'm finding myself drawing away from my friends and staying at home more. I guess that's not a bad thing but I want to go to school with people that I would actually like to hang out with after hours. And I don't feel thats the case here anymore. Sammy and I are still not talking and I find myself losing closeness with many other people, so maybe it wasn't him. Maybe it was me, regardless of whose fault it was I feel like I need someone to talk to and with Sammy out of my life I have absolutely no one to relate to. I miss my best friend now more than ever and I can't wait to move. I am apprehensive though, perhaps I am just one of those people who is different everywhere they go. Coming from Belgium, Scotland, California, and Singapore; maybe it is impossible for me to ever settle in one place. I'm trying though and I know I'm just feeling sorry for myself. I still wish things would change though, maybe the people I am supposedly friends with could treat me like a human being and show even an ounce of compassion. I don't know how much longer I can remain isolated in a sea of people, but I hope someone will throw me a life raft sometime soon because I am sinking pretty quickly...