I wont change at all

i am drowning myself, hoping to be stronger...

I sometimes woke up every morning with the loud scream of my aunt, desperate and irritated, voice's complaining.
If only I have the chance to change to the way she wants me to, i would have done it long time ago, but the truth is, i am what i am...and i do what i think would make me happy.
I am alone, living like a pariah on the corner of the street, desperate to catch anybody's attention. I sometimes talk all by myself, because no one would ever want to hear me talk..or to listen to my words...but everything wouldnt matter if i would sit in the corner talk to myself and be at my own world....my own happy world....