Old people that once were dear friends.

It has accrued to me it is time to stop feeling sorry for others
Or trying to help them any longer,

It is time I looked out for me and no other
As who ever I may help will stay around for a little
But as quick as they came they are gone again,

Is it crazy to notice the little things?
Is it insane to care?

Will I ever find a friend that won't just leave me
After we go through a lot?

Is it to hard to find someone that will want to be around me for me and not something I am not?

All of these questions will never be answered...