Is this fate?

I'm laying in my bed crying because I can't remember anything from my childhood. I don't remember what I got for my homework yesterday. I just can't remember anything from the past. Tomorrow I probably won't even remember why I'm crying right now. Its sad really. People will tell me details but nothing would ring a bell. I'd just look at them like their crazy. At my funeral people will say I lived a long full life. Ghost me would say what was full about it because I don't remember. It sucks being me. Would you want to be me? People will come up to me and be talking like their my friend(they could be from my past but i wouldn't know) and I'd look at them like their crazy.

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I was just another emotional mess. No one could ever love me..... I'll be alone for the rest of my life....Your worthless..... retarded.... it would go away if you died....life would be easier for others... that's all that runs through my mind at night but when in wake in the morning with dry tears on my face I wouldn't be able to tell you why I was crying because my demons only bug me at night (Or I just didn't want to tell you).

This tale I'm about to tell you is about a girl with no hope and the boy who stopped and tried to help.