I have been described by many as
Strong. Tough. Fun. Funny. Lazy. Carefree. Weird.
Yet none have said the word that fits me.
For those things they see are only a shell of what I am.
For you see, kind reader, all I really am is...
Nervous
Worried.
Shy.
Paranoid, even.
Stuck in the past, thinking about the present, and agonizing about the future.
I am not strong, only empty. Indifferent and cold.
Meeting strangers will set my pulse running.
The first day of school is a nightmare so bad I feel like fainting under its dark shadow.
Groups full of strangers make me want to die.
Do my friends like me? Do they hate me? Will they leave me?
These questions always go unanswered...
But I will cope,
and press ever onward.
Till I reach the day I graduate Highschool.
But what after Highschool?
For now my plan is this:
To take in the world when I go to bed one night......
......and never wake up.
Coffins_for_Kids · Thu Feb 04, 2010 @ 11:30pm · 0 Comments |