lets just start with this, why me? my family has been in so much pain, my family puts me in this pain, but the saddest thing is, nobody notices. people don't ask me if im okay unless i say something, i dont have friends that will ask me if im okay all the time, i have like 5 friends total, and summers around and its time for me to lose contact with all my friends, get sad, get bullied by my own family and have no friends, whatsoever to tell about, or talk to. why me? why? why do i get called a 'slut' when i go to a park with my friend? why do i get called a 'whore' when i talk about how most people in my grade are? why do i get called 'a lying bitch' when i stick up for one of my friends? if were being honest, i only trust one person, she lives 8,300 miles away from me, a almost 18 hour flight, to tell one secret too, the only person i trust, is insane. i cant wait until i graduate. five more years and ill be away from all the idiots i call my "friends".
~sadness throughout~
Autorstwa happilylester
poetry, (i think), about current life problems. and yes. these are sad. Więcej