Why am I here. What is my soul purpose; because as it goes to my understanding, I am just like everyone else. I don't want to be here any more, so why? Why, won't people just tell me the truth. I can handle it, tell me that I'm not the only one, tell me I'm like everyone else. Because I am. I don't know why people say they value me, when honestly if I were to be gone only like 3 people would notice. So why do I even try. Why can't I just go, the person who made me the happiest is gone, and I want to talk to him, and I want him to talk to me but if he walks up to me, I would cry; of what he might say next. I think he would say that he wants nothing to do with me and that I am nothing to him. That's how I feel. That's how I've felt about others, for a while. I just haven't shown it.
