I didn't go too school today.
My mom didn't let me.
She sent me to see a therapist.I couldn't help but let that one tear fall from my eye.
My dad didn't say anything,He just looked disappointed.
I felt betrayed.
I thought my dad would actually care and ask me 'why?',
Apparently not.I turned around and walked out of the room.
Would it be funny if I told you I could read all the,
emotions she's feeling through her eyes?I guess what they say is right, 'We try to hide our feelings, but we forget that our eyes speak.'
What if I told you she couldn't get me to utter a single word?
When the time was done she just smiled at my parents and said,
"it's a work in progress."Am I really a 'work in progress' ? I thought I was,
Broken beyond repair...One thing I know is that only you will be,
Able to fix my broken pieces.I have no one who believes in me.
My one hope was my dad but,that changed.
When I returned home, I went straight to my room and painted.
I painted a girl crying and I thought of myself while painting it.I think in a way I feel the same way as the girl.
When I painted the eyes I thought about how the pain
In my eyes would look like.I just wish I could have a normal life.
A life where everything was going my way.But, then I think....
Do I actually deserve a normal life?
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