I don't understand why I get left out in things.

I don't understand why I don't have the confidence to do things I wish I'd do.

I don't understand why I hate people.

I don't understand people would hate me.

I don't understand no matter how much I sleep, I always feel extremely tired.

I don't understand why I can't get rid of my addictions.

I don't understand why my father must be so hard on me.

I don't understand why Felix loves me the way he does.

I don't understand why I hate my past mistakes, they're in the past.

I don't understand that every time I talk to that one friend, I always have that sharp pain in my stomach. Poking me like a sharp needle, making blood flow out like a river.

I don't understand.

And I never will.

And never would.

Cause I am just a fool.

A fourteen year old that's trying to figure themselves out.