Morgan

I sit here and try tp say what I feel but you never listen. I want you to hear what I have to say. I always try and get you to laugh just so you'll look at me. I try my hardest, but I guess it's not hard enough. When will I be enough to make you look at me without me trying? I need help I drop the hints but you just don't seem to hear me. I hate home I don't want to go back. Why would I not like she even missed me. Will she ever? I want to stay, but I also want to die. I feel more alive than I have for a while but who cares it's just me. Who am I? Well I'm no one. And nobody wants a no one. I know I don't want me...