Why? Just, Why?

You ever go to your friends looking for emotional help? When I get too frustrated with how my life is going, I go to someone and try to confide in them. What do they do? Interrupt me to tell me about how much their life sucks more. I have helped them to the best of my ability in so many situations when they come to me, and they can't just listen to me once? How the fuck is that fair?? Who do I get to go to to talk to? Who is there that'll listen to me without twisting everything around and making me listen to them instead? I have problems, too; and even more than I need them solved, I need someone to listen to them. If you're reading this: I don't care about listening to your issues and helping you get through them, in fact, I love solving problems and sewing broken strings, and I love that you trust me enough to confide in me. But when I come to you, asking you to help me fix myself, don't fuck me over and make it everything about yourself. You had your time to talk and you'll take even more. But soon, it will have to be my turn or we risk losing something truly great.
Speaking of stupid friends and not being perfect...
You ever look for new friends, and no one wants you because you don't do something to their liking? One of my friends left me because I wasn't in cheer. One of my friends left me because I didn't go out enough in the summer. Another one left me because I wouldn't doll myself up with makeup and I wouldn't die my hair. Once, one left my because I refused to get a boyfriend. Way early on, my best friend left me because I didn't go to her birthday party. And you know what those people do later on? Ruin your life by turning everybody that they know against you. No one wants me now because I'm too loud with my friends and 'cause I don't talk to their friends from out of town that I don't know. They don't want me because there is nothing "special" about me that's to their liking, like being a cheerleader, being an artist, or being a party animal. News flash: I don't want to be those things because those things aren't ME. Don't judge me for just trying to be me. I'm never going to join a sport. I'm never going to like watching romance movies. I will never enjoy reading twilight. I'm never going to enjoy being at dances. And I am definitely never going to get a boyfriend merely for the purpose of having one. I'm never going to be what you want me to be. All I will ever be is me. THAT's why I'm special, but that is also why no one wants me.
What's wrong with asking for help from people that you've helped for a lifetime?
What's wrong with wanting to have someone listen?
What's wrong with wanting friends who appreciate you?
What's wrong with doing something that is the right thing to be done?
What's wrong with not wanting to do something that doesn't have to be done?
What's wrong with trying to be me?
What's wrong with wanting so little after so much?

Fuck it, no one is going to read this. No one cares about caring old me. What makes me so great? Why can't all this stupid shit just be over for me already? I just want a chance to live, too.