I'm tired. Truely tired. what's in it for me? I don't know. I've tried, god knows I've tried, but why can't they understand how I feel? I joke, I laugh I do everything with everyone. I smile I talk I write I study. No one notices how my heart bleeds. No one knows how much life is sucked out me me every day. No one knows troubles, my sorrows, my loneliness. No one knows. I can't take for granted, yet I'm taken for granted. I can't lie, but I'm lied to. I can't cheat, but I'm cheated. what justice is there in this world? What justice? No one knows how hard I've tried to succeed how hard I've tried to make my parents proud. No one knows what life is like on the outside. they're all just looking in saying that if I were to grow up and be in their shoes, life would be alot harder. How could I doubt them? I ask myself this constantly, and yet I still find myself doubting. In a world of envy, hate, greed and lies, my problem might seem insignificant, but to me, it is everything. I shan't bore you with the details, coz there's just too much too say, I shan't tie you down with my sorrows, coz I know you wouldn't care. I shan't say anything more, coz I know that you won't remember me after you read this and go home. I'll face my demons one day, but today. It'll beat me down and pull the courage out of my soul. I leave. Good bye.