I feel so used. People want me around for their own needs. I’m a disposable person trapped in a screwed up world. My parents would probably kick me out – if I weren’t so useful in raising their other children for them. They tell me that I’m so lucky to live here. I want to be invisible. I don’t want attention. I should cut all of my hair off. I don’t want anyone to look at me. I want to hide under my bed. Lock me up so that no one can find me. Beat me until I’m unconscious. I would sell my soul for cash. Anyone buying?
