What is my purpose here on this planet. Who made me.. what did they make me for. why have I been put on earth. Why do I deserve life. all I do is bring pain. And misery...
Why is always the question on my mind. My soul is like a dark room. Empty and full is despair.. Sorrow..
just today I have made another soul weary of my existance...

I am losing all of my friends... I am becoming alone... once again...