Life.................

Sometimes..I tend to think..how cruel this life is...and everytime I think of that all of my spirit goes.I don't have any guts to stay alive eventhough there are lots and lots of things make me want to live.Sometimes I would like to be a kid again, crying without a reason, laughing whenever I wants..so nobody can call me crazy.Nobody will care about how do I dress, what do I wear..what I want to do..where I would like to go...nobody.I want some respect from the people.Not that much..at least a little so I can have some privacy on...I want that..and I want people to know that I hate them being them...the way they treat people.