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I feel so lost sometimes. why am I here? Who put me here? Am I purposely negligent to 'God'? Why did I have to born with this awful skin, and not fur or scales? Why was i born this way. Every inch of my soul yearns to be part of the earth, I yearn to rot and decay, to give back what I selfishly stole from nature. What is the point of living if im ment to be part of the machine. Its always a weird fantasy that no one seems to understand, wanting to just, go. I dont want to die, but I dont want to live. I feel guilty for existing and waisting what mother nature has blessed me with. Ill probably regret writing this later, feel silly when my emotions are in order.