Question Time...

Why is it we have to be acountadle for our teenages???Why do we never have any money???Why do I not want to live all the time???Why is it so much that I want to beolng to the right person???Why did my parents take my childhood away from me???I just want someone to hug me..My own children don't hug me,I feel so sad..Why do we do this???Why do we question everything???I feel like someone has been chocking me all day and I hate it..If someone said boo to me I would start crying..What is wrong with me???I used to be stronger than this I hate what they did to me!!!I want to be stronger but I don't know how!!I have to go for a while!!Take care...This is not me I hate this...