Chapter 2:
I scream and cry inside. The words feel like a beating. I have so many bruises. But no one can see them. I have nobody. No friends and no family. But nobody knows. All of this is in my music. It's like all my feelings turn into music. At night I think terribly of myself. I sometimes want to have physical pain. it has to better than this. Better than my suffering. Maybe when I die my pain will fly away. Like a peaceful dove. Ms. Angeline says God created us. Well God must hate me. He put me through all this and it never ends.
Ms. Angeline is my foster mother. She's a very strict Christian woman. I can't stand the way she talks of this God. Why should I worship someone who hates me? That's right. I've wrote 4 songs on the piano on this. Ms. Angeline says she's married to her bible. One kid named Jane says i'll never be married. She tells me I will always be a lonely person, and I believe her.
