• me i am always in the worst of luck not excepted for just being me. how about you? when you are always left out... i don't have anything wrong. I am just being me i am someone different, you? i don't believe in god I'm non-religious. in sight of others i am a freak not to be with as my days go bye... summer approaches my chance to get away for what i endure is much to great for most to comprehend i live as solitary as a spaek of dust i dont talk much but yet in my poetry i can let it all out show how i feel and to you i confess i am no longer i myself mentally yet i continue to bear...