Right now I am really pissed off at a lot of things because my girl just broke up with me, so if I sound a little mixed up it’s because I am. I just need to get some shit out so don’t be to ticked off at me if you don’t like what I say.
People call me mutt for a reason, in this small town called Onida in the middle of South Dakota I am the only punk/goth “mutt”. I am seen as the trouble maker in town because of how I dress, I am looked down upon by everyone in town because my mother is divorced with 5 children and a new boyfriend (who I absolutely hate). I am watched in stores and followed down the street by those who “just don’t like me” and watched all over town by those who fear me.
I am talked about non-stop and am given dirty looks by the little old lady down the street and around the corner. My “peers” hate me because I’m different and they don’t know what I’m going to do next.
I don’t know what I’m going to do…
I may just end it all…
I can’t handle what I am told to…
and death don’t look to bad.
Au revoir