I'm praying to God every night and everyday that he will give me the strength to go on. Everyone keeps leaving. I don't want to talk to anyone in this mess up of a place but I'm forced to. I'm forced to go to school with people I hate. I'm forced to hang out with girls I can't trust. I'm forced to live with a family I can't stand. I'm forced to be here. Why can't someone just let me be happy? Let me be with the people that make me so happy.
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