All the things that people seem to get irritated with are all misunderstandings, usually.

But I try to explain why the misunderstandings occurred

No one cares.

I go out of my way to prevent further misunderstandings

No such luck

Oh, and it's always my fault.

Everyone else is golden.

I am just some terrible bratty annoying monster thing that lives to get under people's skin.

And because I keep getting this treatment, no matter how hard I try to fix things

Whenever I'm around those people, I automatically pull into a shell

So I can hopefully avoid getting hurt.

No. Such. Luck.

And who cares that I feel worse and worse about myself every time I try to do something good and get treated like a loser?

Nobody I know, that's who.

And I just...I just want to go away.

And bury myself under a rock.

And never think about anyone ever again.

Because all I ever do anymore

Is stress people out.

To everyone out there who thinks so little of me:

Your dislike for me is not the smallest part of the loathing I have for myself.

After all the battles I have fought

To accept myself

To love myself

To see my potential and strive to reach it