Does anybody actually care about me? I just feel so alone. Then everyone says I'm secluding myself. I just don't want to be around you. You won't let me be me. I'm so tired of being told I'm wrong. Parents' aren't always right, people aren't always right. Maybe there's just something wrong with me - but hah, I've always known that. Why can't anybody see? Maybe it's because I hate feeling. Can I be honest and say I don't feel comfortable or happy. You think I'm happy but I'm not. You want me to be happy but you hurt me further. I feel like you pretend to love me. You call me selfish, say I hurt everyone, but maybe it is true. Maybe I'm the villain here. Which is fine. Wouldn't it be just better if I was gone, eaten by the black for eternity?
Why can I stuff here that I can't say to anybody? Let's just pretend it doesn't hurt.
