Life's Too Short

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I lean back on my headboard and try to relax a little. Really? I start to think. You go and sign me up for some weirdo to tell me what I already know without my permission? I sigh and slump down, I start to look at the ceiling. I drift off to sleep, and I have a horrible dream. I dream that I was falling into a deep pit of nothing. Just darkness. It looked like it had no end. That was the worst part, Not knowing where I was going to land, when I was going to, and If I was going to. When I wake up, I'm sweating and shaking. I look over at my alarm, the time is 3:21 am. I need to get back to sleep. I try to go back to bed, but my mind is racing with questions about what I just experienced.

I wish that this could all end, you know? The madness, the.. chaos. I know people say that we have so much to live for, but do we really? I mean yeah, some people do. But others don't. I'm not saying i'm not thankful for all the things that this world has offered to me, because I am. I just wish that people would stop saying that, because, some people feel like the world would be a better place without them. I feel like that. I'm worthless.

I eventually drift back to sleep and I'm woken up by my alarm. I sigh, sit up, and try to open my stinging eyes. I open them, and I have to blink a few times to get them to adjust to the surrounding area. I look out of the window beside my bed and sigh. It's raining. I hear some thunder and wonder how long the weather has been like this. I flip the covers off of me, and stand up on the carpeted floor. I trudge over to my vanity and pick up a hair brush, I run it through my hair, feeling each knot becoming unraveled. When I'm finished, I put the brush down and walk to my dresser.

What to wear, what to wear.. I pick up a Black veil Brides shirt and put it on, then I grab a pair of skinny jeans and put them on. I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I don't bother with the makeup today. Why even try?

I walk downstairs and get a bagel from the table. My bus starts to pull up as I grab my backpack, Hug my mom goodbye, and walk out the door. I walk onto the bus and sit down in my seat. I don't have to share a seat, so I can just set my bag beside me. I get out my notebook and start to write a poem about a certain brand of soda.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I'm not good at poems,

Sprite.

Seems legit to me. I stare out the window at the passing cars. I start to wonder what they're all thinking about. I look at a business woman in a small compact car. I bet she's late for something, considering her coffee drinking, and her face that kind of looks like she's constipated. I zone out thinking of a life story for her. Maybe I should be writing this down...