You may think that you've lost a few friends but some people still want you in their life. Unlike me, once I've lost some friends, I will become an outcast. Hated and ridiculed.Loneliness has become my middle name. If you asked me did I ever choose this life, the answer is definitely no. Maybe I was born this way. To be left alone in sorrow. Often, I want my life to end before the expiration date as I no longer see the value of life yet my religion still embraces me. Pulling me off from the edge of cliff to make me sane again whenever I think of ending my life. I realise running away from problems won't solve any of it but sometime the burden that's been hampering me is too much to be lifted by a miserable soul like me.