Well,
I may not have many friends,
Pick my skin until it can't stop to bleed
Have a father that makes me want to kick and scream
And have anxiety
But hey,
At least the sky looks pretty!
I was in the car talking to my mom today about life and kind of sad angering topics and then I saw the sky and said "the sky is pretty today" randomly.
(This note was written by the letter z because she feels left out)