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I Hate My Life
I'm serious, my older brother aka the child from hell. Punched me earlier. It left a mark, and it's still there. I soo hate my life. Days like this repeat, like 6 times a week. I always hide the marks from my friends. I hate it. My friends have better, lives, but what my life. Well I call it hell on Earth. And I mean it. Everyday something has to happen. I mean when I lived with my Dad,(and yes he abused me as well), he would stop stuff like this from happening. I sometimes wish that I died, and not him. I always feel like a sin in this world. I hate it. I mean if my Mom didn't really want me, couldn't she just get an abortion or adoption. I hate my life. Sometimes I wonder if anyone even cares about, I know my friends do. I just get tired of this. I just want God to put me out my misery. Look at me. I always complain about my life, I hope one day I will leave this. I can even tell you all something. There is only three things keeping me alive. They are love, friends, and music. Yes i may be "emo", but I don't care what you say. I have to deal with sooo many people saying "Go cut yourself emo kid." and "Go slit your throat after youir wrists." They always shout that. I get tired of it. Sometimes I do feel like I should do what they say. I never do though. Well I may be boring you now, but I'm serious. To you readers out there, try to make you be loved. I may be hated, but I don't care. Now....do whatever the hell you want. Comment, feel sorry, die, go outside. Like I really care. Just don't say sorry. I hate it when people say that, most people don't know what it's like. So, they try to make up for it by saying sorry. Whatever. cry I'll do what I can with my life.
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