Inside-out
OK, I really need this. I need a fresh start with life. This is one of the first nights I actually considered the logic of suicide. Nothing is like it used to be. My friends aren't the same friends anymore, my girlfriend and I have fights almost every day, and I'm ruining myself in almost every aspect of my life. I thought this year would be really better, but things get to me a lot more than they used to. Everyone seems to want a little piece of me. Ripping, and ripping. There's not much left, considering I'm a zombie during the day anyhow because of lack of sleep. In health class, we were talking about the top 10 health problems with teens, and I suggested lack of sleep, but of course the rest of the class disagreed. They must be happy. Don't regard this as a cry out for help. This is more of a cry out for self-depravation. I've lost myself to myself. All in all, I've considered one thing. If this is what is in store for me in the next couple of years, I'm joining the Army. My friends say they'll care, but what difference will it make when the only communication we'll have is the same as in college? It's as close to a fresh start as I can get. Sort of a masochistic move, but I think it'd be for the better at least. Good night.