Who Am I?

By LaShawnna •
I sit all alone in this dark home, and I ask myself the question that I've been asking my whole life. Of course the answer has never came until tonight at least. The question I ask is who am I? Finally the answer comes, and I know it is true. Who are you? You ask. Well I'm a nobody non one cares because I'm not important. I never mattered to anyone, so you don't need to worry for, or about me. I'm a outcast no one likes me. So why should you? Life sucks what can I say, nothing good comes out of life. So please don't ask me who I am because I'll tell you exactly who I am.