Am I as Stupid as I Believe?

Something I wrote 3 years ago...

August 28th - Never Ending Days

A life with no meaning

A life that's not loved

A life that seems soulless

That's me I guess, well what I think anyway. I don't know why people stare right into me. Piercing dirty looks down my body. Everyday is a day to get glared at, thoughtless thoughts and beaten to the point where you couldn't care anymore and you would only wish to understand 'why?' Meaningless days never seem to change. It is all the same fo I live to despise another rotting day.A voice had whispered to me once, "Oi, crying again? So stupid, do you even understand your own feelings? Remember your not like others, expect the world to reject you."I couldn't stand another hearing of the same old voice that had accumilated in my mind. "What would you know! You didn't make the mistake! Get lost!" Unwelcomed tears forcibly rolled down my tinted cheeks. I felt uncertainty back then. I always had and still do. That voice is perhaps a 'friend' but never once had it felt like that.I haven't even talked about today, should I even bother? To tell the truth, today is the day god destroys the happiness I've tried to create. Whether physically or not, they're all memories of the past, full of purpose to feed my whole life on pain.Born to a world with no emotion, shouldn't babies be crying? No one would care about the kid that wants to die, or rather do all the talk yet no result. Running from the past keeps me separated from... me. To say i'm playing with the heart that wants to disappear. It's silly isn't it?Nothing makes sense, I know, but in my eyes- would my love ever be valued?