I love rap, am i a gangster?
i love punk music, am i a punk?
i love black, am i a goth?
i love to rebel, am i a rebel?
i am scared of the idea of having sex,should i ?
i love saying cuss words, am i a bad person?
i love yelling at people, will i end up alone?
i want a boyfriend and someone to kiss,why am i alone?
i feel i have no life, do i have a life?
i do what my friends think is cool will i end up like you!
i want to die, should i commit suicide?
i want to kill my dad, why cant i?
why is this happening to me ?
why every time I\'m happy someone screws it up for me?
why did my parents get divorced when my dad said he would never cheat ?
why did i get molested?
why does anyone get molested?
why do i have to put up with your bullshit?
why am i the one that is going through all the pain?
these are the thing i think about these are the things the world thinks about some of these are what your thinking about this very moment but you still see me here not killing myself like so many of you do when you get put under pressure and the only one your hurting by doing that is yourself so think about things before you do them.
