Why is life so complicated? I don't get it...
What even is life? Why do we live?
You lose everyone anyway.
So why does it matter?
Soon no one cares if you're alive or dead.
You no longer have any friends or are replacing you with others.
Everyone treats you like you're nothing.
You're parents don't care, friend's aren't yours, just everything.
You're gonna die at the end of your life, so why live if it ends in death?
When you think someone's there for you,
They vanish. As if they were never there.
"It will get better" is what they all say.
But it doesn't.
You get bullied physically and verbally.
You get made fun of for your favorite band.
You get pushed around and played with like a doll.
As if I wasn't human at all.
You feel as if life is ending, and so it seems.
But life is life.
And life is hard.
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Emily's Diaries
RandomI've recently been writing in my journal or diary and realized these would make a good story thing. Hope you enjoy "Emily's Diaries" :)