I hated myself. I wanted to change, but I gave up too soon.
I blamed others for it. Why is it like this? Why am I not like them? Why me?
I laughed at everything to get a place. I knew I didn't belong, but who wouldn't want to make two or three friends.
I thought I'd changed, but I hadn't. I was still the same.
I'm sorry, Mum. I blamed you for all your hard work.
I'm sorry, Dad. I haven't been a good son.
But this is my second chance. I won't waste it.
Thank you...