You had stopped going to school.
"I don't want to go to college."
Not like it even mattered anymore.
"Get out."
It had been your 4th day since you had left home.
'Why was I born?'
Sitting down looking up at the kids playing, parents smiling.
'Do you even care about me?'
A normal conversation had turned into a fight. And now you were all alone.
Friends didn't feel like true friends.
Or one of them would've worried.
"People judge. They judge to much. Even the ones you truly loved. They don't except the true you.
This world is cruel. And yet so beautiful at the same time.
Birds chirping, children's laughter. And where were you?
Sitting on a bench all
ALONE.
