Days like these are the days I cry myself to sleep while my depression takes over and throws me in the dirt. It's days like these when you ask your friends if anyone would want to go to my foster babies birth day party at three tomorrow... no one answered back the people that did said they were to busy... they are always to busy for ke now that I was taken out of school... it's bot my fault I was bullied to the point I had to leave... it's not my fault the books the teachers chose reminded me of what my step father did... it's not my fault I don't stand up for myself after a life time of being pushed down... it's not my fault... my parents say "it's all an excuse"...