Pain is a beautiful thing but Love is so evil. Pain makes you stronger and makes tough enough to simmer down the reality. People don't believe that we are living the world of the psychopaths. Everybody will just oppose you if you will speak the truth, Which is one of the Flags of being a psychopath.
The truth is we are here alone it does not matter whom you are related to, What's your race, Where you from. You came alone in this world and You will die alone.
Money is one hell of disease and we all are infected. I can not be loved by own family cause I don't money, I can not find any partner cause I don't make enough money, People stare me with disgust, Those eyes filled with discrimination pierce my heart every day and make me question myself. What is my fault? What can I do more than trying again and again? My own family has called me names just for not making enough as other siblings, My siblings have called loser for being different. I have been dumped by my love just for not buying her new stuff.
My friends have called me many names for being a burden on my family. I just wanted love and acceptance all theses from the people around. I am different, I am not what they expect me to be. I started this quest for love when I was eleven and until this day I am crying since somewhere deep in my heart. Nobody feels what I feel. IF I open up my mouth for telling my weaknesses and the battles I have been fighting inside my mind, They call me delusional, Lazy, Liar what not.
I am trying since I was eleven but today as I am lying in my bed being haunted by my deadly suicidal thoughts, I think I am becoming one of them. It's a note from humanity, Save me!
