This is inspired by my dad. Well he, himself, is always a pity party. I wish he'd step out of his own sorry-life and look at his daughter's. I don't think I've ever been so down, and depressed before. Well that's a lie. My mother's death was just a start. It was a start to my new life, i'm currently living in now. I wish I could escape, the judgement, my school, my own damn house, everything, and just find a place. A place far, far away. A place I can just sit and think for hours with no worries. The only worry i'd have is coming back to this pitiful life, I can never escape. High school may be my best point, or it could be my breaking point. Whatever it is, I hope it ends with a lot of friends, and a lot of boys.
High school is off topic, the point is, knowing that no one is there, that the only people there are liars, and the people that do majority of the judging. Including my dad.
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