Something to Say

Yes, that is me. That's what I look like, and I don't have a camera so I can't take a picture of me. But I made this on MS Paint.

Oh, and I have dark chocolate eyes.
Not literally, but that's what people have told me.
I don't know my nationality. Someone said, like, Italian, but I don't really know.
My hair is black.
I like to wear black.
No, I am not emo.
And that SO DID NOT RYHME!
If music didn't exist, neither would I (figuratively speaking).
I am in the 8th grade.
I am in foster care.
My mom's name is Dina and she is in prison.
My dad's name is Troy. And he left my family when I was six.
My sister's name was Violet. She died of cancer. She was eleven years old, and she was the most beautiful thing this world could have come up with.
I like how that song mirrors my emotions towards that. And about her funeral.

I'm...I've gotta go now.

Over.

Seth

Aaaand...anytime text looks like [this], that would be Steph talking. Just saying.