The Question.

The question that all of us have asked ourselves at least once in our lives; "What is wrong with me?".

Well, we usually ask ourselves this question after we do something and regret it, we may do something and begin to question our level of stupid or something along the lines... either way. It gets asked when we do something bad or something bad happens to us and usually this instance or situation happens repeatedly, therefore giving us strong to question the motive/reasoning behind it.

Like, consider my reason for asking this question. No guy seems to want to initiate anything further than a friendship, regardless of how I act, look, dress, speak, walk... or whatever. I get given the eyes every day, but nothing more than eye contact. It's the way it's always been. This is the point where I ask 'The Question'; WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!

What is wrong with me? Is it the way I care for people? Is it the way I always say sorry/thank you/please? Is it because I put my friends/family's happiness before mine? Is it because I am independent? Is it because I don't rely on anyone for my happiness? Is it because I'm not clingy? Is it because I have standards? Is it because I have orange hair? Is it because I have a different mindset? Is it because I don't conform? Is it because I am thin? Is it because I have a lot of confidence? Is it because I am interested in other people's lives? Is it because... because...

Maybe.