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its hard
...
im hard.
thats why people dont give a shit huh?
because im hard to deal with.
im ugly.
i dont talk much.
im boring.
im unwanted.
useless. piece. of. shit.
but why?
just why do people dont come @ me and ask why am i like this?
why i dont talk much?
why i feel like shit?
doesnt my existence already cry out for help?
what am i talking about.
goodbye, no one.
tears formed in his eyes, a tear dropped on the sheet of paper,
again, slipped under the mat as he closed his front door.
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