He hated his body , his thighs his stomach , his smile ,his hair and his teeth,he hated his voice being as it was too deep and scared people away from him , he hated the way he talked to people and his personality but he never noticed how bright his future could be with the personality He had as always he whent day in and say out with trust issues and depression and scared to walk outside be ause he was scared of getting kidnapped and raped again and again and again but day in and day out he stands and sits outside waiting for the bus to come every day crying because he just wanted the pain to stop. He hated the way he was never good enough for anyone and how everything got to him , he thought he wasn't all that smart or cute enough for schools to exept him for how he looked , how he walked , how he dressed but he would end all of that soon enough but he couldn't bring himself to doing it....he wanted to die.....he wanted to commit suicide.
