I don't belong anymore. I look around my life. And everything shouts to me, You're not wanted or You just don't fit. I look at my friends and I can't talk to them, I would worry them too much. Things are so different now. I don't belong here anymore. In my family, I just shouldn't be there. They don't deserve me, they need better. School, Hah. Now that's a joke. I look back at my younger years and I think... Wow, How much has changed? Before I craved for attention. Now I avoid it at any cost. I'm still honest as fuck which gets me in many quarrels. But what really sucks is that when I look back. I look back at the life I had before anyone I knew hurt me. And everyone I know has hurt me one way or another. So a friend of mine once said to me, "How can I trust you if you've already hurt me?" And I think of it... and if that's really how life is.. How can I trust anyone if everyone has hurt me at least twice. So I keep to myself. My thoughts are kept inside, no way to get out. And now I'm ready to explode, but I can't talk to you or any one. You'll classify me as a weirdo or I'll disappoint someone and they'll worry. Why worry for something so insignificant though?