Why did it have to come to this? I don’t know. Why was I hated so much? I don’t know. What did I do wrong? I don’t know. I don’t know, okay? I don’t. I want to. The world won’t let me know, though. It won’t. And I can’t do anything about it because I’m helpless, useless, stupid, a coward, a mistake, a waste of time…There is nothing anyone can do for me and even if there was, no one would. No one. Why? I don’t know. I just have this gut feeling telling me they wouldn’t help me. Everyone hates me. No one even tried to be my friend. I tried when I was younger. It didn’t work. No one would talk to me. It was like I was a freak monster with a deadly disease. It was like I was Naruto. I really liked that kid. He was my favorite character of all time. But he got friends. I never did…and never will.
I’m pretty sure everyone mocked me, made fun of me, insulted me, and cursed me behind my back. But it doesn’t matter if they did it five countries away or right next to me. I wouldn’t be able to hear it either way. Why? Because I’m deaf. Is that why they all hate me? Pfft, I doubt it. They might find it annoying, but they definitely don’t hate me because of it…do they?
I’m pretty sure everyone mocked me, made fun of me, insulted me, and cursed me behind my back. But it doesn’t matter if they did it five countries away or right next to me. I wouldn’t be able to hear it either way. Why? Because I’m deaf. Is that why they all hate me? Pfft, I doubt it. They might find it annoying, but they definitely don’t hate me because of it…do they?