I watched my father's dead, so people think I am an emotional wreck. My mother left me and my three brothers to fend for ourselves, so people think I'm the daughter of a traveling harlot. I live with my three brothers, so people think I'm fucking them all. I was put in the military at a young age, so people think I was a trouble maker. I ranked an assassin number 7 only a few years later, so people believe I am a blood loving whore. I hate my government, so people think I'm a terrorist. I hate interaction, so people think I'm an antisocial bitch. My boyfriend is the son of the weapon producing family of the realm, so people think I am a power thirsty bitch who only is there for the material objects. My best friend ever is the daughter to the leader of the realm, so people think I'm using her to get what I want.
People. People and their judgment. That is what made me what I am today. The exact words that broke down my spirit and will so long ago. Not the horrid facts of life or the heart wrenching pain of living, but it was their words. It was simplistic words that crushed my will to live so many times.
But now, after all those years, here are the same people who look at me and think different. Praise rings from their mouths, words of encouragement and love. All I can see is the same people who treated me as dirt when I was young. Their kindness comes from lies, which originated from fear. They see me today in my position, and think of only themselves. Here are my own words of admiration from me to you. There is no room in heaven for those like you.
Yes I watched my father's death, but now I'm emotionally stronger than ever. My mother did leave us, but she only wanted it for the betterment of us. I ranked an assassin, because I had the will to kill for the ones I loved and cherished. I hate my government for the only fact that we are in a meaningless and avoidable war of revulsion and disagreement. I hate interaction because I'm scared of letting myself getting too comfortable and being hurt. My boyfriend is who he is because I love him, and there is no other reason. My best friend is who she is because I value her life, and want nothing to harm to it. I am who I am, and if given the opportunity, I wouldn't change it for anything .Accept me or hate me.