I'm in my room, blasting My Chemical Romance. My mom comes in; "Turn that garbage down!" My eyeliner streams down my face. Nobody understands me. Being 12 years old is hard, but at least I have Gerard Way.
Me who knows how to respect people for who they are, know the value of working, appreciate small things and not take things for granted (things that cannot be given but learned for oneself); My friends making fun of me for working instead of going to a party (they say im a shut in and i'm too much of an introvert)