Why do people want to help when they don't know how to listen?
Why do people ask what I want when they ignore me?
I'm a person too.
I'm also human like you.
Skin, bone, veins.
Why am I so different?
YOU ARE READING
Lacrimo
Short StoryMy counselor told me to write how I feel when I'm down. Here it is. I know I am not the only one who feels like this. It's my not so pleasant story, I am not making this up for sympathy I am sharing this for understanding. I'm posting this because...
