*Coughs into microphone* Okay, I was just told by one of my classmates (over facebook) that they have no idea why i am the way i am. Well let me spell it out for you.
You* scream at me everyday, sometimes for no reason,
You* tell me i'm ugly everyday,
I go home, get told the same thing,
I go home, get yelled at,
My best friend died last year,
I no longer speak, causing me to get bad grades and yelled at by my parents,
I can never get things out on paper
Everything i own must be done three times before its perfect,
And I've been told to go die (sincerely) over ten different times in my life.
That's why I am the way I am. Any further questions?
*= The person I'm directing this at, and you know who you are.