Sometimes, peers are cruel. Sometimes, when I'm by myself, I get mobbed my peers that won't leave me alone. Sometimes, I try to be nice and I get denied and rejected by peers. Sometimes, I try to fit in, but peers don't allow me that right, don't allow me to be in their "clique". Sometimes, all I want is some friends that can be there for me through thick and thin. Sometimes, I remember that I do have great quality friends, but not quantity. Sometimes, I ask myself which I would prefer, quality or quantity. Sometimes, I can't sleep at night. Sometimes, I want to die. Sometimes, I think about how terrible my life is, but sometimes I think of how great it is. Sometimes, I remember that I'm not alone in this world. Sometimes, I remember that I have friends that care about me. Sometimes, I remember I have friends that are there for me, but sometimes I get bullied. Sometimes, I wish I could just leave school. Sometimes, I skip classes. Sometimes, I skip school in general. Sometimes, I go to the weight room. Sometimes, it helps me. Sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes I wish I would stop having these terrible thoughts. Sometimes, I wish I could be happy with who and what I am. But sometimes, I can't think that way. Sometimes, I can.