Why? you ask

I don't know why I am still here i'm trying to figure out that myself. I've been through so much and I don't know how i'm still here. I've tried to be gone so many times. I'm trying to find a reason why i'm still here but it's hard. I can't be alive for a person people say. I think possibly why is because of music, unlike people music understands me it expresses my emotions and expresses my bad days. My mom helps me get out of bed cause she won't stop yelling at me to wake up and won't let me play hooky. I hate school, the only part I love about school is my one teacher who lets me talk and cares more than a-lot of people she understands and she lets me vent. I couldn't ask for a better person to talk to. I go to school to talk to her. I go to work to get away from my step-dad. He is mentally abusive. The main thing what i'm wondering "why" is what is my purpose what am i supposed to do with my life. I wear what I wear because I feel confident in what I wear. The main reason now thinking about it. My "why" is to make this sh*ty world better than it is now. I want others to have better lives than I've had and I want to help do that. I want people to know they are enough, their perfect the way they are and no matter what happens they will always be loved by someone or they will. People deserve to be loved, I don't want anyone to have the life I had. My "why" is to improve lives, because nobody deserves what i've gone through and I want to help use what i've been through and help others.