Everything's NOT OK
*starts by playing the song I'm not Okay by My Chemical Romance*
I hate this... My house got robbed, my trust lies on no one at home at all.
I'm being suckish at school, sloth-issues, I'm not accomplishing anything at all.
I can't help my friends cause I can't even help myself.
AND THEY SAID THAT I CHANGED FOR THE BETTER!
Oh come on! REALLY?!
YOU call THIS BETTER?! I'm raving again!
As I have done since the beginning of MY High School life and now I'm in effing College for Christ's sake!
OK... I'm really not okay. Why should I be ok? Everything is tumbling down a very steep slope and into oblivion.
My escape route isn't helping too cause now its conneceted with my problem!
Oh and did I mention I have to handle this on my own? since it too hard to explain to any one HECK I even have trouble deciphering what I'm typing right now!
Its just that I have to vent this feeling somehow!
And here I am writing-er... typing in stupid journals again just to let the feeling inside of me out before I trample anyone's feelings or hurt some passerby who just looked at me in a wrong way.
DANG I'm a mess right now, I feel like I just dropped into a muck of mud, unmentionables and what-nots, gasping for air, reaching for something to keep me firm or to help me up, trying to break free but sinking myself deeper into it.
YES in otrher terms I feel like SHIT right now.
Ew.
This BITES.
*stomps feet and walks away the song fading into the background*
I hate this... My house got robbed, my trust lies on no one at home at all.
I'm being suckish at school, sloth-issues, I'm not accomplishing anything at all.
I can't help my friends cause I can't even help myself.
AND THEY SAID THAT I CHANGED FOR THE BETTER!
Oh come on! REALLY?!
YOU call THIS BETTER?! I'm raving again!
As I have done since the beginning of MY High School life and now I'm in effing College for Christ's sake!
OK... I'm really not okay. Why should I be ok? Everything is tumbling down a very steep slope and into oblivion.
My escape route isn't helping too cause now its conneceted with my problem!
Oh and did I mention I have to handle this on my own? since it too hard to explain to any one HECK I even have trouble deciphering what I'm typing right now!
Its just that I have to vent this feeling somehow!
And here I am writing-er... typing in stupid journals again just to let the feeling inside of me out before I trample anyone's feelings or hurt some passerby who just looked at me in a wrong way.
DANG I'm a mess right now, I feel like I just dropped into a muck of mud, unmentionables and what-nots, gasping for air, reaching for something to keep me firm or to help me up, trying to break free but sinking myself deeper into it.
YES in otrher terms I feel like SHIT right now.
Ew.
This BITES.
*stomps feet and walks away the song fading into the background*