I wander to myself and ask why I should be here? I have many reasons why. I'm mostly alone to myself. I'm surprised I still have made it so far. Not a lot of people talk to me. I can't do things that most normal people can't do. I'm way limited with my social skills and I don't know. Sometimes I just want to go. I should have died in my sleep. I feel like I'm not wanted here. If I died, I won't be missed. I should have died years ago. Yes, I'm a piece of s**t. I get it. now just let me die. If God or whoever will let me.....