Un diario dislexico

Sometimes I don't know I created someone that was able to survive and it was able to be alone...  But I am not  I don't deserve love Even my parents leave me alone  They searched for their own happiness and never thought to make me part of it I believe in love  To be happy ever after with one person Still I don't search for it Because who will choose me?  I have proof that I am not the first choice for anyone...  How can I be so willing to help everyone to be happy but not able to find happiness for myself?  How shitty can I feel every single time,  Doesn't matter who they are, they always want something from me but they never come to give me something  The only thing I need is their care and their love... I want to be their first choice... To belong