Little do they know

Part 1

I had a few friends I was close to, but knew everyone. I had an addiction of smoking and at School wherever I got mad or hurt or just anything I smoked and this one time my parents were shouting at each other and I lost it and hit the wall and when I went to school I was smoking and crying and there was people asking what was going on and I just ignored them cause I didn't wanna talk about it

There are rumours about me around the school but I don't give a Shit what they say, I know the truth. I hate everyone!!! My friends doesn't even know what's going on in my life and I don't wanna tell them cause their gonna make fun of what my problems are... I mean who's not gonna laugh at someone who's mother is suicidal and father is an alcoholic that always shouts and screames and fights? I know I just need to get out of here, They say we are on this Earth for a purpose, but I just wish I knew what it was. It's come to me thinking that the only reason I'm still here, is because someone needs me in their life and thinking, maybe if I knew who it was I could help them and get out, but Hey it doesn't work like that...