The world I live in is made up of all the wrong things and all the wrong people. I just wish things were different. I wish i had friends who had the same humor as me. I wish the world was more open to ideas and opinions. I wish this world wasn’t so mean and rude. I wish peace existed somewhere other than my mind. All my life all I’ve ever dreamed of is being happy. When in reality I do not understand my own emotions. I want to run away travel this ugly world find my place meet new people try new things learn and experience what the world may behold. I want to laugh as the air fills my lungs. I want to have a purpose I want people to know who I am. I want to help someone. I want to make a difference in my life and someone else is. Everyone lies and pulls you down steps on your dreams kicks sand in your face and tells you “YOU CANT DO IT “ “YOUR A LOSER” I bleed red I shit brown I am human I have feelings Why cant we all just love one another and except people for who they are instead of what they have to offer or how their gonna benefit you. We’ve all been through something that’s made us who we are today we all have a story that we hide deep deep down that no one knows. why cant one human be there for another. Why does someone have to be close to you for you to just be a open ear. Just listen. I am not perfect my life is not perfect I cry I get mad I fear everyday waking up in to this nightmare. This life is not happiness. This Life is Not for me.