My Life, Short versionI'm standing here. Doesn't anyone see me? I just wanna shout it out; IM STILL HERE! But i dont do it. Why? My ''friends'' i should be with this break, have asked me if they could be alone this break, as the break before, and that break before that. They actually run away from me. They dont want to waste their time on me. Why is it so. Why am i the one to be picked on. I'm still standing here, my head is full of questions. And somewhere in there. In this little blond head, there is a thought. The worst thought a human can have.Suicide.Yes! I found some new friends. They really accept me, i can be with them. I feel happy for the first time on a long time. Friends! Like i've never hade one in my life before.Not again....they left me. My happiness went down more than ever.I run into the woods. Everything has fallen. My world, my life, i dont see any sentence with it any more. My heart hurts more than if someone stabbs me with a tree pole. I'm crying, tears are falling.