I have decided to put some issues together. They equal my life experiences. For some reason I am special enough for all of those people to be paying attention to me, even if it is th negative kind. I don't know what it is about me that's so important that they are trying to break me. It's got me down today. Once within a teenager's mind there were dreams of love and children. Now that teenager dreams of relief and alot of solitude. I'm closing up. I'm ready to shut the world out if I have to. Still, I'm breathing. I'm just hurting inside. I'm disappointed with a species in general. I'm embarressed to call myself a human being while knowing what others have done to me. I'm all the wiser now. I've learned to distrust people. I suspect that everyone is a liar. I still have to remember that there are some people who have tried to help me. Those people are the ones that deserve true happiness. To extend one's self to care about another is giving a gift of love. It's not to be taken for granted. Still, for the most part I don't trust the human race. The good ones deserve to live in hope and actually find it. I hope they do. The bad ones deserve to have their needs ignored unless they change their ways. If they learn to help others instead of hurting them then they should be spared. All of this is just the opinion of one human being. It may or may not ever make a difference.



