I don't know why but I feel depressed. A few minutes ago I felt like dying, I feel like that a lot. I felt happy for a moment but now all of the sudden I'm upset again. Screw this it feels even more real after writing it down on paper. Never mind, last Tuesday was my last day at school I haven't gone to school in exactly a week. I'm going to have to face my reality soon though. I don't want to but I have to the mother is making me. She just doesn't understand my life. She thinks its all fun and games that I have friends at my new school but I don't I walk around during break all by myself and I eat my lunch alone in the girls locker room. She promised me I'd be allowed to transfer back to my old high school but this morning she grabbed my hopes floating above the clouds and brought then crash landing back to earth. I hate my life it probably should have ended years ago when my parental unit started breaking up and stayed up all hours of the night fighting but my younger brothers saved my life. I know in their own way they look up to me even if we don't show it. Since, this family seems to be emotionally disabled. I love them and for them I live, only for them. If anything happened to them something would happen to me too. That's all my dear friend.
"Paper is more patient than man." (I don't remember who wrote that but I've always remembered it.)
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