What hurts the most? I have thought about that a lot. What does?

Is it the way I left everything I knew behind?

Was is my loneliness?

Was it the overwhelming regret of things that I've done in the past?

Was it how my family was hurt and now torn apart?

Was it how I left a world and entered another at the worst time because, a friend is in need and has no one?

Was it the fact that my mom is gone to a new world alone and sad?

Was it how all my friends are over the seas and I have no one?

Was it how the overwhelming negativity hit our family and now my dad is alone trying to help us survive while others cast a glance our way then pass by like we are just that little thing that is not important?

Was it how everyone only comes to me for help but I can't say what I'm going through because no one will listen?

I could never decide what hurts the most.

People say I'm perfect. People say I'm nice. They never think to see what is happening behind the scenes.

I may be an Angel to some. But to me...