I'm the most hated person among my family... No one likes me, everyone hates me, they all just say sorry, but they can't understand the complexity of my heart. I'm an idiot, a liar in many people's eyes. I have a fake face... Who cares about my life... I'm no one in this world. I think perhaps I should just seal my fate and end this useless pathetic imperfect life of mine. Death seems more of a salvation. Running away...? It's not running away... Running away... You'll only know that the thing you're running away will catch up to you... But, I guess I have nothing chasing me... Why am I even writing this... I'm just crazy... I'm about to lose