"You want me to tell you something i never told anyone about ? Is that what you want ? Well those hypocritical mo’fuckers talking behind your back make me wanna puke. Man, Ion know if that’s something you can understand – but I feel like the more i stay, the less I feel like I belong here.

 

Everybody believe that Jason and I are best friends – but the truth is Ion even like him. Like, yea, he’s a good shooting guard – but you know what? None of his jokes have ever made me laugh. To be honest, I’d rather stay the whole night playin call of at Chase’s than spending an hour in his wack parties. I’m like... not where I belong, you feel me?

 

I mean, yeah, in high school I was that guy, who’s invited everywhere, who knows everybody, who can make or break a reputation cause… I don’t know I’m Connor Bell. That’s who he is.

 

Most of my friends, or like, the guys I hang with, I got em from basketball. Cause, yeah, I love playing, and you know what, I’ve always loved this feeling, to be part of a team. They’ll always have my back, and as their leader, I’m here for each of em. Guess I love to be admired, ‘ion know.

 

But like, parties, chicks, fame, money, that’s Connor Bell. And the point is that my name’s Connor Bell but deep down, I feel like that guy’s a total stranger. I am… someone else.

 

But… I don’t know, my dad, mom and sis are so proud of me and… I don’t mean to disappoint them. Like… I’ve been acting like somebody else my entire life and I can’t change out of nowhere.

 

So… yeah, I don’t really know who I am neither who I’m supposed to be and… guess I gotta find myself before thinking of moving forward but… man, shit ain’t that easy. Fuck that."