Some days I don't know what to do. I sit there thinking of all the words to say when truthfully I just want to cry. It's like I could never make anyone happy. I can alone make this worse or not work at all. I just wish I could help someone, someone who actually means something to the world. Who has something to look forward too. When I look at myself all I see is a girl who plays sports and doesn't talk much anymore. Why don't I talk much anymore? I have no idea. It's like all the things I used to think were so funny know are just the dumbest things ever. I can be happy every now and then, but then I have days that make me think what's the purpose?
