I talk and people run.
I talk and people become angry.
I talk and everything goes wrong.

I'm always going to be alone; loveless and friendless.

I'm trapped in this mind, with these thoughts, with this process - I am who I am and it's never been acceptable to others.

My head hurts from the pain of it, from trying to think it out and find a way to communicate. I cannot.

How can I ever possibly love myself and my life when I am doomed to be alone for being me?

If I say the sky is blue - someone will find fault in it. If I say you should play in the street - someone will find fault in it. I posted on another forum that I should have bought a different camera and for the life of me I could not make this person understand why, though I explained it quite clearly.

My mother always said that I was an early talker. Perhaps I have always been this way - always saying stupid things, always saying the wrong thing. Perhaps this is why she hated me so much.

I can't love me when the whole world is repulsed by me and hates me. I can't love me when I drive everyone away without them ever wanting to know me.

I hate my life and I hate that I always try and fail. I hate being me.