I have no other outlet
apart from sneaking out, smoking
which I really shouldn't do it's stupid I know
but there seems to be so many reasons for me to be miserable and I'm not fighting back
I feel useless
I'm horrible to my mum, I see peices of myself in her, she probably sees herself in me too
we are so different yet so alike
it's fuckung awful
I don't know my birth dad
I have his skin, that's all I know
my mum is white
I am not
I don't know who I am
the first...