Bitterness

Her Beginning

Every thing around me I hate, the hateness for every thing I do, how I have to feel bitter about every thing that I have is just a piece of something that I can never have, Maria my best friend or the person who was forced to talk to me was always a good person... But me on the other hand wasn't, I would always steal, lie just to be noticed by our parents, my mom she said that I would never get through with this life, while Maria also had friends, was pretty and pulled any guy, had family who loved and gaved her all this stuff while I wasn't able to even talk to people I actually care about, I know I don't know how to care about people while she does, you may tell me how I'm wrong but I wish I had her life I wish I was skinny and pretty as her....

-Dolores