I Am Third.
I am third. Always.
Rather it is my birthday party or at my friend's house, I am always third. No one ever bothers to look my way unless I actually open my mouth and say something. I never care though. My life is full of people who ignore me and pretty much act like I am nothing but dust to them. I pretty gave up on friends. I understand already no one cares for me. I am the third wheel to them and they don't even seem to care.
In a carnival I could eaisly get lost in the crowd and no one would notice or care. Why should they? I am no one who should be cared for. Just another person in the carnival. So why should they notice me? I am nothing special.
This is the story of my life.
