Im Alone...

I spent my whole life folded between the pages of books.Where they became my closest friends,companions and even family! They make me laugh and cry till my eyes run out of innocent tears! I forgot the definition of true family bonding and love! The word "care" got thrown out of my dictionary of hideous words in life.I can't start the next chapter of life,if i keep re-reading the last one.Why does life hate me? What have I ever done to life? Will silence be my powerful scream?