Some days I'm sad and some days I'm happy and some days i just wish it would all end.
why do i think this way i don't understand , nobody understands me not even me...
what do i do where do i go from here i believe I'm alone in this world
i have nothing i have no one now do u understand where i come from...
then i think do i have purpose...?did god have a reason for my being ...? i don't know...
why did i have to be born into such a dysfunctional family.. then i ask why me i do all good and look at where i am i hate my life sometimes but it will never be the way i would like it to be because I'm me.
in my home no one listens to me or thinks of me at anytime..they may think they do but they really don't and I'm just suppose do as they say before they'll listen to me think again...
i just hate being me...why do people act the way they do and not think its gonna affect people...
why are people so dumb i just don't get it...
i really wounder do people have common sense are all they all the same and dumb...
it seems as my voice doesn't count but all the voices around me count...
