I've never felt so close to the bottom before. I could say my life is in shambles, but that would be a lie. Everything I say might be a lie, because I just don't want to face the fact that I'm probably going insane.

The fact I'm angry was one hint, but then people started treating me weird. Back stabbing, a lot of it.

People I thought were my friends are now the enemy and I don't know where to turn. If I were a movie, a wailing violin would be playing because I'm just that screwed up. Yet I play around, joke, laugh, sing my heart out. What do I get for trying to be the best I can be?

"You're such a fake."

That's what I get.

"You should come out of the closet and admit you have a penis."

Being attacked for my beliefs? When in the world would this ever occur, except to little ol' me?

Since when did words others spoke ever mean anything to me? I just don't get it.

I'm not going to be sleeping tonight. I don't think I could sleep. I don't even want to know what my dreams will be like.

I don't want to go to school tomorrow. Because everytime I see their face I want to slap the lies off them. WHAT'S SO WRONG WITH HAVING A FREAKING RELIGION!

WHY CAN'T YOU ALL LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!!!!!!!!