Maybe more, maybe if...

Do you ever feel like you are not appreciated?
Like you are just a convenience?

Sometimes I do.
Not always.
But sometimes.

Sometimes I think, maybe I would be more liked, more important, if I were funnier.
Maybe if I looked better.
If I had more skills or I was more successful.

I am an insane lover of people.
But being that, being more sensitive as people would call me, sometimes you don't feel the love in return so much.
Maybe I only begin to feel this way during times I am more vulnerable.

I am about to make a change.
And I really want to stick with it.
I am really hoping that this next season in my life and the seasons thereafter will be fruitful.
Different. Better. More than even I can hope for.

I want to be noticed.
Not for popularities sake, but for the very fact that I exist.

I'm nervous.
I'm excited.
I'm determined.