I walked in the rain crying nd listening to "Trophy Fathr's Trophy Son."My father and mother were just like the song. They hated me. Tring to mkae me like them, popular, but they didn't succeed. I liked to rebel. Everyone was always happy afraid to show sadness, but me....I was different. I cried. that's where it began. my tears. They struck a disease to overcome me. Back on track, i continued to walk down the street. I had no idea where to go. I never really knew. I just wandered a hopeless soul.
I then realized I'm alone.