I hate having to be up this late.. 2:40 a.m... alone. tired. cold. sad.
What drove me to be like this? What force made me what I am today? Why am I so angry, sad, tired, depressed, cold person? Why couldn't any of my friends realize I cared and loved and would die for them?? I guess it doesn't matter now.. It's all gone. What did I do to deserve this? What did I deserve to be like this.. I never wanted to be this person. I never wanted people to think I'm just a negative person. I never wanted people to look at me and see this..
