Why me

How I feel Part 1

why me she asked herself as she sat there wondering what she did to deserve this why did no one love her why did everyone look at her with such disgust or disappointment even her parents looked at her with disappointment like they didn't want her like she was some kind of curse and she wondered this her whole life.

The day my parents died was one the saddest and the happiest day of my life I know that sound wrong but if your parents treated you the way mine treated me you will feel the same way I guess ever since they died my life was a little better I mean people still look at me the same way but I don't care as much as I use to though I guess I don't care about anything anymore and what I mean by that is that I gave up on my social life not that I ever had on anyway my appears I've given up on trying to look how other people want me to look I mean why do I have to be the one to change everything about me I mean it's not my fault all I ever wanted was to be seen or know but I guess not everyone gets that I guess it got worse when I got to high school that's when the bullying started I mean there were some days where I just wanted to give up completely but I decided to stay because I believe there is someone out there who wants to get to know me and will see me for me I know that sounds crazy right even though I been through so much hatred I still have hope and I hate myself for having hope. by the way, my name is cali and this is my pathetic sad story