Today

Walking on the streets
Thinking about my day
A man walks to me and laugh
Right in to my face

I can’t stand those people
It’s always happening
Not one time I can walk on the streets
Without people laughing at me

I know I just have to walk on
But everytime..
And I don't want to change
I want to be accepted

I came home
With tears on my face
My mom saw me and said
Awh have you been crying AGAIN!?

I wanted to told her what happened
But she just walked away
How can I trust someone
If I even can’t trust my own mom

I hate her
She don’t know what she make my think
Thinking of leaving forever
Never coming back

Thanks mom for all your help..
I’ll think about you
When I write my last letter..
Befor I die..