I sincerely believe I am worthy of all they have and I should be the one who has it. I feel as though they perceive me as an inferior monster. A maniac. I wish to be like them. I wish to be with them. To be one of them. Why is it so hard? Why am I so different? My only wish is the acceptance of others. I will do anything for this. To be accepted. If only it was that easy. But it’s over. I’m an ugly Unattractive loser. Everything in this world is based on superficial things such as looks. I, who was born unlucky, am forced to live like an animal. A subhuman who can only watch as they joyfully live and smile. I wish I could too. I want to be like them. It’s my dream yet it is only a dream. Further than a dream. I know this is impossible but why do I wish? It seems I too am human. I too, want things for myself. I deserve it. me. ME. I’m the one who deserves these things. Not them. They have no reason to deserve things such as happiness that I lack. Or beauty that I envy. We can do nothing but watch as we rot.
