The Other Side.

I guess, I don't belong here. It feels so wrong. Maybe, someday, I will find someplace else where I really do belong. And that's when I will be completely happy, again. I want freedom. I don't like restrictions. I want to be who I want to be. And you, don't get to judge me.

I want to forget everything. I want to start all over again. That's what I wish for Christmas.

For once, I think you suck. Really.