Ave a family and they hardly respect me at all.
I beg to feel accepted but I know that will never happen.
The only that could actually happen is if hell freezes over.
If beauty is skin deep then everybody else is ugly inside.
Suicidal thoughts have been on my mind for a while.
The thing I have to decide is do I came in or keep on fighting.
Well if I give up then the world will win and then I lose.
So I choose to keep on fighting.
I don't care how many times they shut me out or knock me down.
I am alone in this world, so what that doesn't make me sad at all.
When it all boils down I am surrounded by people that actually love me.
Even though I am surrounded by myself only.
I can finally see the positive aspects of my life.
Feeling down isn't the way for any problem to be solved.
To every person that committed suicide because they were bullied, I am truly sorry.
I am one of many that saw purpose.
For now I will make sure that everybody like us has a voice in the world.
