It hurts so much at times, to feel that I'm not fitting in. I hate how I'm so anti social. I really wonder why Edna look up to me , my life ain't as easy as it looks, every day , I'm leaving in fear that one day, everything I don't wish to happen will happen.
I was the first to ask, and you were the first to give . But now, I'm in second place left with a second chance, oh no, wait. Now I'm third place, or maybe last? Ha. It really hurts alot. I'm pretending to be strong when I'm not. Every part of me is saying it's ok to break down once in a while. But I don't want. I hate breaking down, but somehow life seems to get harder every second.
Council teachers, parents, friends, all expecting so much from me. Startin' to feel like I'm a robot. Nobody really thought about my feelin's it's really pain. Nothing is going my way, when I want life go right, it would go left. And I have to change my mind to make everything feel positive. And people ask me why I'm so quiet. Then let me ask you, why isn't anybody talking to me? I Want talk to everybody so badly, but sometimes, I'm tired for taking the initiative and some how, I want someone to take the initiative to text me, talk to me, or accompany me. Some times I feel like a dog. Like really, I'm really good at following, like how a dog follows. I'm not good at leading. But I'm in council, and I can say this at times.
Council, it's suppose to be one of the places i feel comfortable in. But, no! You're wrong. When I have no where to go, I'll just have to sit in one corner to avoid people from noticing since I'm not a worthy friend. Everytime when I here that council is a big family, I'll always have a thinking , I this is a family, where have I been all along? Isn't a family suppose to fit in and feel comfortable? Or maybe it's suppose to feel left out lonely, and nowhere to go?
Sometimes, I really want people to take the initiative to come and ask me what's Wrong and how's my life. You know, sometimes, all I need is a little care. Just a little, like at least once every year? Is that to hard? Sometimes I need a shoulder to cry, but I need to find one. I don't understand what is god trying to do. Is he trying to make me cry my self to sleep every night? Like really, I do cry myself to sleep every single night. I know how irritated people feel when I'm emo or sad, so that's why I try and keep it all in side. My sadness is drowning me. I can't hold it in any longer. I can't hold it any longer, I really can't, so why don't give me a break? Heart breaks and heartbreaks over and over again. And then , my mother pms at me today, and now, say stuffs like she's not a good mother and things like that. It really hurts alot. Why is everything crushing down on me?
There's council tmr. And I bet I'll feel like some lonely shit. Sometimes. I jet wanna say fuck to the whole world to let them see how black and white my life is. I need people to paint my life, but nobody is, so maybe it's time I hire a painter? Fuck everything...
Theresa