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[i]I was never meant to be here.
 We were never meant to be here.

 I was just some dumb kid who wanted to write,
 Then I stumbled upon here.

 Ignorant, annoying, no experiences with writing like this what so ever.

 And yet people were patient. They helped me grow. They helped me learn.

 Even if some now don't want anything to do with me, y'know what?

 I'm glad. I'm glad I stayed and got to meet so many cool people, glad to be a part of so many stories even if they died off.

 But...

 [b][color=black][u]They[/u] don't want me here. 

 They don't trust me being here. Or anywhere for that matter. They forced me away from here for months once. It's only by luck I've hidden here well for years.

 I hate it. The same summary. The same mantra.

 Don't trust them. Don't trust them. Don't trust anyone. The world is dangerous. They're afraid. They make themselves afraid. I don't want to be afraid. The articles, the crap they spew about sex trafficking and rape, kids catfished into meeting up with men and woman much older than they are.

 This doesn't scare me anymore. It annoys me. It fuels my anger, my hatred.

 It among other things? It makes me want to kill.

 No matter how much I try, no matter how careful I am, no matter how old I get. They insist on spying on me. As if I'd spew out their dirtiest secrets to the world. You can forget about ignorantly falling in "love" again, that light's been smothered out with hatred a long time ago. Gave me one big reality check.

 Why bother acting like you trust me, if you'll only turn tail and say otherwise? Am I that manipulable? To you? To anyone?

 ...I never should've let my guard down, even for a second.

 [Center]Even in your sleep, Big Brother is watching. They'll wait for you to slip up, and that's it. Goodbye..."Majora".[/center][/color][/b]

 ...I still want to stay.[/i]
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