"I just want to be understood" She thinks in her mind. "I just want be normal" She whispers to herself. "I just want to be loved" She yells to the sky. "I just want to be noticed for who I am, not for who i'm not" she cries. "I just want to be like the others" She says as tears fall down from her eyes. "I just want to be loved for me" She begins to sob. "I just want to be understood" She says as she turns the door ***. "I just want to be normal" She begins to grab a chair and rope. "I just want to be loved" She stands on the chair with the rope tied to her throat. "I Just want to be understood" She says one last time as gods tears fall from the sky. "I just want to be-" She begins to say as she is interrupted by the sound of a rope tug and the movement of a chair.
"She just wanted to be understood....She just wanted to be loved" He says out loud to the world. "But I'm not understood..." And the story goes on
"But why?"
I guess we will never truly know why. But as the world goes and as people begin to question and as people begin to not realize and begin to get blinded by all the lies... They cant take it, I suppose you could say... but we where meant and made to handle the pain. so is it you or is it I that is to weak to see why?