Insane...

Why do people only see the worst out of us? We're the "weird ones." Right? Why though? They must be afraid of what we are capable of. I'm capable of everything. Especially if you try and hurt me.

Somebody tried to hurt me. I was promised to be loved, protected, honored...and the trust was broken. He broke me. So what did I do? I became untouchable. I became crazy, I became upset-I became hard. Or, some may even call it...

Insane.