Being an embodiment.... Being me...

Is lonely...everyone hates me ....sometimes...and they want something else...they want to leave me...everyone does...and when they leave ...they never come back...

I'm sorry that I can't be perfect...dad says that nothing is perfect...

But I want to be perfect.......I want to try....please don't leave me....please....? Don't go to him...please....don't leave me alone...