He see’s me, he likes me, she sees me, and she hates me. I say I don’t care about hater’s, it doesn’t affect me! There’s nothing I can do about it but I worry greatly, im terrified. What’s to come of me?
What does the future hold for me how long will I live? Nobody knows all the answers. All I know is I will be somebody some day, but sometimes I wonder why me? Why all this talk and no action? Why do I feel so out of place? Why’d it have to happen to my family? Why am I growing up this way? I don’t like the way you look at me, but yet I know there is a reason why.