De-Faulted

Please read the whole thing and tell me how you like my intro description thing in the first part comment place (or my new book thing where you can tell ur wattpad fam what you want called: Your Journal Not Mine).

Thank you, @TeeheeSlytherinSlays.

I've never EVER been the definition of perfect.... let alone popular, liked, and I used to dream about having a future. My friends thought it was crazy to have a crush and I've come to have hatred drown all my other feelings. Now no boy would like me and I don't like anyone else. But my friends do. Know I'm lonely. But I've grown into a new skin, constricting and turning and winding in everything I have to think about; loneliness, but everyone thinks I'm fine. Is that why I'm never asked how I feel or what might be wrong? Or does no one have any guts anymore.
That's why I'm tired all the time.
Too tired to care.
Too tired to be self-conscious.
Too tired of a reputation to keep up.
Too tired of being FAULTED.
But there's a new kid.
Do I want to change...