Youngest

Being a burden is quite a life. I don’t think there will ever be a day that I will not think of myself as a pest. What am I doing? All I do is ask for this, ask for that. I won’t ask anymore, and please don’t question it. Keep arguing.. keep complaining.. keep blaming nothing when I know you blame me. I am happy when I see you guys with me.. eating with me.. and coming home to see me but it is not as strong as this emotion and feeling of wanting to disappear. I don’t like making you guys sad but money makes you guys sadder everyday.. and I think I’m the problem. How lonely do I feel? I am now as insane as Bruno Mars, I talk to the moon.