If a million hands could build, a wall a million hands could break it down.

I believe only in good and I will only fight when it goes against my values or what I believe in. Because of this, many people hate me and they build walls against me. Walls of hate and negativity. The walls these people build will be torn down in time. When I find the right people to help me, the hate will be gone. Masked by love and kindness. No matter what never give even if the wall goes higher and higher it will be torn down and it will disappears. May seem like forever, but that time is going to come.

Please go listen to this song. I loved it a lot and there are many versions this was the one that was introduced to me. It is called hands by ... I actually do not know everyone who sings it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnumaX_EJhE&list=PLVqrDQ-gTP1tNSYPRMJIXj_MjqQz2XeWZ&index=7 

I was born sick, but I love it.  _Take me to church Holzer

My parents hate me for who I am. I am a person. A loving, kind-hearted person. They can never see the true me and they hate who they think I am. No matter how much I try and change, they are not happy. Now, I have no care for what they say, I lost all emotion (on the outside) for what they say and do to me. I love myself, I love who I am, and I love my intentions. I am sad that people cannot look behind the mask of their words. All the people see is what they describe me as. This has happened so many times, I have have gotten questions based what they said. Want a good example: I was holding a fork protecting myself against my abusive dad who was chasing and when he reached to hit me he hit the fork. He told my mother I stabbed him and she believed him. Now, my whole family avoids me and uses this against me. I was protecting myself. Another is, my brother burned his hand on the oven and they said I walked away. I felt so bad, I was standing there and I was so scared. Scared of them. I never harmed and still haven't. They use this against me and it tears me down.On the side note, if you could see me right now my face is red a puffy and I am crying. Both of these tear me down and now people see me as this terrible person I am not. Sorry if you do not care, not many of you will and I do not want sympathy. I am tired of people acting like they care and then they turn their backs. I guess I will be alone and no one will see the true lovely person I am.