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When the rest of the world lets you down, all you have to do is keep your head up high. Even though that's pretty hard to do when everyone and everything is against you. I never knew why. I finally realized that I am a horrible person. Everything about me sucks. There is not one thing good about me. But...Life goes on. Or maybe one day, it just might not. If I killed myself right now, I don't think anyone would notice or care. I'm just an empty desk in the class. I'm seriously a waste of space, a waste of a breath. It's hard to wake up every morning with out a purpose. I wanted to cry all day. I don't know the exact reason, but I feel it coming now. I swear, I try to be a good person, but once I do one thing wrong it comes right back to me. Geezus, no one is perfect, but how come I'm getting so much bullshit back to me. Honestly...I'm a piece of shit. Fuck all of you.