Wake up. Put on you're school uniform. Brush teeth. Paint on you're smile with makeup. Put up hair. Look in the mirror fake a smile. "How can anyone believe that?" You wispier to yourself. Check your instagram for the latest sluts in the neighborhood. Grab lunch and bag. Swing on your favorite black sweater. Walk to school.
This is it, my daily life.
Hey I'm Alex,
Yes seems like every teen age girls morning routine ,but it's not .I'm one of those girls who paints on a smile and walks away like there's nothing wrong but there is. My Moto is fake a smile because you make everyone around you happier, everyone but you so here I am finally saying the words I haven't been able to say to a bunch of strangers that I will probably never meet ,but here it goes. Moms screaming at me. She threw my phone on the bed almost hitting me. With my blurry eyes on a high from waking up to such a surprise. Screaming at me telling to turn my alarm off ,which is apparently been on all night since the beginning this is basically the reason I'm so sad . I feel unwanted by even my own family. My brothers an overachiever in sports, he always gets what he wants .He plays hockey, he play soccer and he even plays lacrosse. He's really competitive, unlike me.Then there's my mom who thinks of me as the only teem that doesn't makes her bed or clean her bathroom or do chores every single day. Apparently I'm the only one that goes on her phone every minute , but my phone is my life. It's my escape from reality she will never understand me. My dad who always picks my way but my mom turns him on me. For some reason he gets mad at me for no reason. In this family I feel like I have no escape like I'm stuck in a wall space where I can't move.
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Tales of Depression
Teen FictionSlowly taking over you. You try to run you try to hide ,but you can't run away from yourself. Self esteems gone down the drain. Who am I, why am I here. Am I really needed or am I just dust in the wind.
