Face The World

Is the simpleness of this picture too much to ask for? At this point I'm beginning to think so. Am I meant to go thru the struggles I do alone with nobody to console me? Wheathered and beaten up by this world, I long for the simple comfort of somebody rubbin my head and sayin baby it will be ok. Its small things like those that give you the strength to push on. I've noticed that more times then not in life the people I tend to depend on leave when I need them the most. While I have no ill will towards any of those people, I wish their sense of timing was better. In most cases I knew why and when it was coming. That never made it any easier. In the end I guess I am just meant to stand alone and face the world........