Weak

I'm not the greatest I never wanted to be. I just wanted to be accepted; to be accepted for me. to find someone who understands to find someone who'll lend a hand. someone to feel my life and someone to share the pain someone who no matter what will ever call me out of my name someone who doesn't have to love me, but will just understand. someone who, when i'm scared, will just hold my hand I wish that sorta someone for all of the misunderstood but I really wish it for all of the gays fags and lesbos who get beat down in shunned, for wanting to be free why all of this pain? is it that wrong for me to be me?