And you wonder why I am always mad. You wonder why my temper rises. And you wonder why I do the things I do. Here’s why, because When I’m nice, I’m shot down. When I try so hard, I get told I’d even come close to trying. When ALL and I mean everything I do good go’s unseen. But every I mistake the world knows. Yea I know I’m not the only person in this world whose got issues. But guess what all experience’s are different.

You don’t want me to be mean. Then stop being mean to me. That easy! But because of one person I’m not gonna open my arms to everyone else. It’s not a secret that I have a past. Who doesn’t! I feel like I’m losing my mind. Everything tough just keeps adding up. My burden isn’t it heavy enough already? What’s wrong, are you okay? Wth no I’m not okay and everything apparently I do is wrong. Correct me if I’m wrong. I can’t go write this on Facebook without someone with let’s say a less compilcated life then me go: Stop being dramatic. Shutup! You people ask themselves all the time “what the hell was I thinking” When something they did stupid occurred. They really have no right to direct that quote at someone else knowing they have there own issues and mistakes/problems to resolve. It’s revolting. Literally, physically, mentally, Mind your own business.

This is part 1