I go to school with a fake face. In front of other people, I am a happy person. I always smile, make jokes and care other people's feelings. But they don't know who I am. The true is I am a bad person. I am jealous. I am angry. I am bored. I just do things that would be beneficial for me. I don't do things that I think it is useless. I just want to kill somebody. If I was me in the past, I would have done it. But I have changed. I learn how to be happy, how to be sad. I used to watch romantic movies, so I could try to cry. I just want to be like other people. I want to have to true feelings. Sometimes, I feel happy. But I don't know if it is fake or not. I have pretended too long that I couldn't know what is me. Am I psycho? I don't know.

I don't know if I feel sad or not. why do sometimes I feel sad, but I never accept that? Why??? Why do I always try to hide it? I don't know. I don't know anything.

I am nobody in the world. I am nobody. Nobody. Nobody.

Nobody understand me. Nobody tries to do it. It is just because they don't really care. I have problems, but I don't know how to speak out loud my problems, as I know that nobody would help me.

I am nothing. Nothing at all.