Me

I am the late daughter who never wakes up at time, I eat according to emotions, and I see nothing wrong with that, I sing when am sad and lose myself when am mad, I have never loved anyone but my family members, and intend to leave it that way, I believe in a God because I have seen miracles happen to people with good hearts over and over again , and I have regretted crying over spoiled milk because I never knew why until I saw the good side of it, I feel others too mush, and because of that I tend to forget my self, I dream of the day when i will know what I want in life, because I have tried so many times to find out, but ended up losing my mind, because I keep losing my mind ever since I saw something I shouldn't have seen, I question myself eight times out of ten, and the only two times I trust my actions is when they involve giving a helping hand or acting out of blinded bravery, I am alone despite having friends, I am bored despite knowing the size of the universe and the limitless knowledge I could learn, I love the starry night, and hate the sunny days, I despise injustice and above all the powerful greedy men, I can learn anything I ever want, but I don't find the purpose behind spending my time in books to learn something only others will use, when I can simply spend my time discovering the little hidden ability of mankind as a race, this is me the one and only, with my unique memories I cry over the past that only I can see, I was the only one to notice what everyone had felt at every crisis they had to face, except for death, I never lost anyone dear to me therefor I can not know the feeling, and that frightens me at times, I feel for others more than I feel for myself when they ask me why I am abnormal it is hard to explain that what I feel is the reflection of what I see in them, and yet I still don't know who I am.