Dear diary,
Here I am again to share all my feelings with you today.

My friend, Why am I so easy to read for people like an open book .
Why am I always the one who is looked down upon.
Why was I hated for existing!?.
Why people always have to be that harsh to me just because I don't fit in their expectations.
When they asked for my weakness I told them because I truly trusted them and never knew they would use it as a weapon to backstab me.
All I asked for was a friendship that I could cherish!, Did I expected...