When I was little, I used to think my life was amazing, that I didn't have any problems but when I started getting older I started to realise that my life is just full of lies,
I started to hate everything, everyone, including myself.
I let my emotions get the better of me, when I was in middle school, I always thought that I didn't need any one or that I was strong and that I needed friends so I could prove people that I was indeed strong, when I was a freshman in my high school, I started to shut my self out from everyone, I didn't make any friends and the people who called me their friends.... i never called them my friends cause I didn't want to go through the same pain I went when I had to leave my previous friends.
I had hatred, sadness overwhelming me.
I didn't think that maybe... just maybe, there was someone who would appreciate a person like me.
I was just a stupid child thinking that I didn't need friends that if I only had hated, I could be a person that could protect anyone.
What I needed the most and I still do is someone who loves me... someone who loves the person I truly am.
I wish I could finally show this special someone who I really am, I wish I could finally remove my mask for this someone...
....
I need a heart.