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Nothing I do or say is good enough, in the world. Sometimes, I even wonder why I was born on the world called Earth. So I wonder around like a lost soul, miserable, unwanted, worthless. I don't feel emotions, and when I do they don't care. So why I bother help someone else when they can't help me, and I can't help **Myself** August 29, 2000 |