Another letter to Nobody, because no one cares.

How is it that the people who brought me into this world can so easily abandon me then turn around to say that without them, I'm nothing? Even with them, I'm seen as nothing. Because of them, I'm nothing. To them, I'm nothing more than garbage to be tossed aside. In their words, I'm someone else's problem. But when their "reputation" is at stake, they're suddenly parents of the year. It's all just one big joke. Because of their selfish actions, I don't have anything that matters.

I have no parents.

Many have tried to help me in attempts to make themselves look better. But as soon as they realize that they're in it for the long run, I become a thing of the past. To them, I'm just something to be laughed at and used for their own benefit. People fear what they don't understand and they make no effort to understand what they don't know.

I have no friends.

So why don't I just give up, throw in the towel and take my life? Is it because I'm not strong enough to? Or is it the false hope that things might get better? I've already been through years of hell, my entire life. How can anyone say that I've yet to live when pain is all I know? I can never forgive anyone that knows me, they let this happen, even encouraging it to continue.

I have no hope.

Without hope, there is nothing.

So answer me this; Who am I?