Together we are Alone

You don't know what it's like, to be abused by your own parents. My father would beat me while my mother would watch carelessly. They would go out to parties and drink and leave me alone... when I was three.

You don't know what it's like, to be the loner in school and graduate with no friends. I would always sit by myself, hoping, that just maybe, maybe someone would sit with me.

You don't know what it's like, to have all the little things you care about be taken away from you.

I know what it's like.

My advice to you, is if you ever have the choice of a second chance, like I did, take it.