LIFE
wat is my life for. wat was i put on this world for. y am i such a disappointment to everyonethat nows me. y am i who i am. wat is the point of living in this hell holdif all it brings to me is pain. y is it that i havent killed myself already. i am such a disappointmentto all who care about me. y must i torment myself the way i do. i mean it hurts me, but i keep doing it over and over. y dont i have the guts to kill myself. y is it that i am so afraid of wat i am or wat i will become. y do the tears of saddness and sorrow follow me everywere i go. wat is the point of me crying except to bring more sadness into the one i love. y do people fear me. is it because of who i am. y is it people cant trust me. wat makes it seem i am not a person to be trust. y is it so hard to earn trust, but yet so easy to lose it. wat is the point of my being here on this world. y is it all i do is mess up in this world. y is it everytime i make a mistake in life someone else suffers for it insted of me. y does most people act like they dont me around.
