Why am i being punished for being me? my family hates me and so does my peers. Im just a girl hidden behind scars of childhood abuse and the scars that i made, i make them because they tell the story in which i cant verbally tell! for it\'s only a cry out for the people i love or not familiar people at all. i just want the attention i missed out on when i was younger! i want the attention my mother was supposed to give but was too drunk to give! i want the love and affection of a father... Is that the reason why im this way? Turning to rough sex or verbal abuse to ease the pain that i really want to shout about... I\'ve never been the one to give up but sometimes i just dont know! maybe that\'s the way my life was intended to be. But how? How can my God whom i love and trust put so much on me that i cannot bear. my body is weak and so is my soul. i just want to be loved! truelly loved for me and what i have to offer on the inside not just the out... I just want to live life itself...
