You know what, I’m just as sorry that I was ever born.
I’m sure you guys are already thinking it, regretting all the things you suffered just because of me. I know I turned out to be everything you dislike. Oh, what an ungrateful spoiled brat I’ve become!
I just want you to know that I’m just as disappointed as you are about the mere fact that I exist.
I’m sorry that this is who I am and that I can’t change myself to fit your idea of “good”.
If I can disappear right now, for all of you, I would; but I can’t. Don’t worry, I’m working very hard to get out of here as soon as possible. I know that’s nowhere as good as not ever existing in the first place but that’s the best I can do.
