why do we all suffer for others mistakes. why do we all have to be nice to our sibs when they hate us and clearly show it. why do we have to like our cousins. what if their all stuck up snots or they think its fun to punch you for no reason.
why is life hard for all? is it because we all make it hard or because of others? it depends on whether ur liked or not i guess. thats what all my so called friends say. no one i know knows what i go through when i hear my name said in whispered conversations. no one knows how i feel when i get told by my friends sibs my brother tells them he hates me and wants to kill me. no one i know knows how hard it is to sleep at night for me. no one no one no one at all.