I could really careless. I will shrug and walk away. A million thoughts running thru my head. consuming my whole day. If only there was away to let it out. I struggle with punctuation and can barely spell. I sound so stupid when I talk its easier to live in this hell. When I open up they make fun of me. Its hard to always take it. And easy suicide attempts. Why can't anyone relate to me. I wear my heart outside my chest. I always look at the ground so no dominance is set. I am nothing to fear. I want...