why
why me?
why do i have to be so ugly?
why do i have to be so fat?
why do i have to be so non helpful?
why was i given this life?
what's my meaning in life?
why did you chose me as your punching bag?
why do i have to be a waste of space?
what did i do to deserve this?
why did my "friends" pick me to hangout with?
as i recall i didn't do anything wrong.
but then again,
my whole existence is wrong.
they were right.
the world would be better without me.
