Dear Six

Dear Six,
What do you do when the people who are supposed to care for you most turn on you?
What do you do when the ones who were supposed to protect you from all things bad become all things bad?
What do you do when you have no one left for you – neither family nor friends?
You cry. That's what you do Six… You just cry.
Because being so alone and always getting chased up by those who were supposed to care for you hurts.  And it hurts enough to drive you mad.
You become aggressive, and you push away everyone who cares about you because you're scared – you're just so damn scared.
Six, I have nowhere to turn.  I cry for someone to care but everyone will mask their face and walk away, because no one has the strength to support you, because no one has the strength to support them.

Six, it's just a cruel cycle that no one has the will to step out of so no one pushes against the stream of millions of people who all are just looking for someone to love them. But why is no one willing to love back?

What can anyone do when the only people that once cared turn away because you didn’t care back? But what if you did care, but it wasn’t obvious enough? What if what you view as caring isn’t the same for them? Maybe this whole time, they felt the way you feel now – unloved and uncared for?
There's no way for me to know if all I do is worth something while in reality all I do is worth nothing. No one is brave enough to tell you because we've all been abandoned in the past.
We are all possessed with the need to receive but none of us are blessed to give, then who gives? Can you feel yourself your own flesh and grow stronger? Could you rub your own back and cry on your own shoulder when you're upset enough to give up your own life?
There's no way to win – unless you give, you don't receive. And when you give… Does it really go somewhere?