Why is it that, whenever I try to help you just push me away? Oh right, yeah. I'm a waste of space. I'm pathetic, I'm too depressed for your perfect fucking mother, who thinks depression is weakness. Why is it that, what I do is always a mistake? Oh yeah, that's why. I'm simply wrong, no matter what, even when it's not a fucking question I'm wrong. I simply waste time, I waste oxygen, I convert oxygen into Carbon Dioxide. I pollute the air. Why am I so fucked up? Because I have an awful past, perhaps not to the extent of others. I was battered to within inches of death when I was 6. Bullied constantly from then on, threatened on several occasions with a needle, and once stabbed with a needle. Hence my fear of needles. I have been neglected by EVERYONE, my ex girlfriends hate me, I hate them too. They lied, cheated and so on. So fuck them all, they're to blame for my misfortunes. But, still why must I feel so shit? I'll tell you why. EVERYTHING ABOUT ME IS JUST SHITE. I have no requited feelings. I'll love someone, genuinely, and it's just unrequited. I'm simply nothing, I can mathematically compare myself. I < 0 Sorry you had to read, it's worthless blabber.