Why i dont start new things? Because when i fail, she screams to me. Why i need a hour to pick out the right clothes? Because she tells me i look ugly in my own style. Why i never say much? Because im not allowed to have my own opinion on something. Why i only trust animals? Because they was my first family when i was born. Why i want to run away? Because im scared and have no other opinion. Why everyone likes her? Because no one sees the truth how she is to me. Why im always sad? Because my life is over.