why is it.. as teenagers we plead and dream for better.
we tell ourselves-
dont end up like.. them
why is it we can promise ourselves, the only time we will ever let out a deafening scream,
is when we look back at the memorys they've left us with.
they say theyve been there,
and experienced worse.
then they would know how it feels to make a goal.
to never let things get so messy,
to love them with the most possibly.
why is we can be hurt so easily..
and manipulated the same.
ps. leave. me. alone.
~d m
