Nothing Unusual, Nothing Strange...Just A Little Older That's All
I'm still here. I'm still looking at the same faces, the same places, the same shit just always on a different day. I don't know if I should scream to see if the sky will split, or run to see where it'll take me. Neither option is gonna lead me to happiness. I'm happy in a way but I'm only seeing it in black and white. This past summer, it was vibrant and so tangible I could have died in it. But now, I have so many questions that I need answered and things to be explained to me. I hate feeling like a little child that I need some explanation.
I JUST NEED TO GO SOMEWHERE AND BE ME! I NEED HER TO TELL ME THAT IT'S OK, THAT IT TAKES TIME! not just a measly "i don't know." How can you take a mother seriously when she's treated to you like a "buddy" or a "sister" your whole life?
I have bottled up emotions for the past month and a half now and I'm going to explode. I wrote in my diary yesterday and for the first time in my life, I didn't feel like a weight was lifted from me. What's going on???
There's absolutely nothing left here for me.
Nothing.
I JUST NEED TO GO SOMEWHERE AND BE ME! I NEED HER TO TELL ME THAT IT'S OK, THAT IT TAKES TIME! not just a measly "i don't know." How can you take a mother seriously when she's treated to you like a "buddy" or a "sister" your whole life?
I have bottled up emotions for the past month and a half now and I'm going to explode. I wrote in my diary yesterday and for the first time in my life, I didn't feel like a weight was lifted from me. What's going on???
There's absolutely nothing left here for me.
Nothing.