#helpoutothers

People take one look at me and say”That kid is very happy” just because i smile. But what they don’t know, is when no one is around, i cry. The reason why, is because my life is hell.No one really cares about who i am or what i like. They always make assumptions. I’m always being told what to do, and who i should be. I’m always being compared to everyone else in the worst ways. When I was younger, i was beat up, and the first thing that happened when i got up, was i was pushed back down on broken glass. I just lied down there for a while,and no one helped me. Until one person who used to bully me, helped me to the nurse.

When i lived with my father, i was always being hurt emotionally, mentally, and physically. Sometimes even verbally. The one that hurts the most, is when i was living with him, he had a room mate.His room mate had a son and a daughter, and the room mate was female. I remember walking in the hallway, and hearing them with my two sisters talking bad shit about me. And whats worst, is when i told the room mates’ Son they were just guest, he told my dad. My dad came up to me, and said that I was nothing but a guest in his home, and they were there to stay. What i interpreted when i was that age, was i was leaving soon, but i kept thinking about it, and now i know he means i wasn’t a son to him like his room mate’s son was.I wrote a song about that, and felt much better after because i put how i felt down.

I started smoking when i was 11, and thats just because everyone hates me. I was always being made fun of because i’m Bisexual. Why do people do that? Most people are like “Hey look a lesbian couple thats cool”, but when they see gay couples they start kicking there ass for no reason but that, and are like”thats gross. Guys shouldn’t date guys it’s facked up”. I was the one who got there ass kicked by high schoolers.. They took the cig out my mouth and burned my wrist saying i shouldn’t live. I fliped them off, and ran home to write in my journals about a gay couple and how they made it through life.

http://lcorps.blogspot.com/2015/07/the-asian-penguins-are-my-friends.html