Useless... Unwanted... Faggot... That's what happened when I was in the orphanage. I got beaten up by assholes every day. Every day, I would lock myself in my room for hours, days, weeks, hell, even months. But, I got out of that living hell hole. I sneaked out of that trash they call an orphanage. Now I am 16. I am known by my neighbourhood and some other neighbourhoods by the name of the Dark Angel. My title is also known around here, they call me the 'deadly singing king'. Anyone who came close to me while I am in a bad mood, they...... - - - - Disappear... - - - - Not saying that I killed them or anything....its just.....I.....seem to get carried away by my favourite song. 'Control by Halsey'. I always remembered the song...before I was put into that living mother fucker, my mom would always lull me to sleep by singing this song. She didn't know why I liked this song. I just said 'Because my demons like it mommy.' My mom didn't know what I meant so she laughed and petted my head.