In old days I feel hopeless too, I was in the fifth year of the primary school. Teachers hate me, they asked me to sit at the end of the classroom alone. Other students hate me, they cursed and subjected. I cried all day long, till the day my eyes still have a lot of problems such as be afraid of daylight and fall down tears just because of this. But two years later I think I'll never brother this. I found here are still people love me. Maybe only one but he loves me. I can throw all that haters' thought in the air and just think there's someone love me. Don't care, don't think too much. Maybe there are some people dislike you but here is the whole world in the back, um? You know there's not some people like yoü and I that can be thinking carefully of everything, their brain is too simple to understand others. So don't be insecure, your heart is pure, isn't you?