Everyone thinks I am crazy
But i am not.
Everyone hates me
That is what i already thought.
I live alone with no one to hold me
or keep me safe.
I am only 15 at the time.
Life was rough.
Walking outside was torture.
All of the world was staring at me.
Like i was from a different planet or something.
I was disreputable and i couldn't help it.
My parents hated me so they threw me out
Now i live with some nice old guy that lets me stay for a small fee.
I thank my god that i am still alive but i wish i would just die.
I hate how i am living my life and i want to change.
But i don't know how.
I wish i could go away
not just leave i mean die.
I know i might sound emo
But who gives a damn about what i think!
When i am near anyone that gets me angry
I act very disreputable.
That is why my life is the way it is.
Because of one stupid decision to be disreputable to my parents
And everybody in the world.
