To Whom it May Concern

It's sad that no matter how many times I blast my music about how I feel, none of my family notices. It's sad when I cry, I'm considered as a "baby". It's sad how I can't talk about my feelings because I "talk too much".

People always wondered why I never talked about my feelings. Here's the fucking reason: I can't or I'll be called a baby or overreacting. "You know you can talk to me about anything" I tell you and all you have to say is "sorry".

No... I need you to tell me that everything will be alright... But sometimes I know it's not, but eventually, things will get better. Everyone has their demons, not everyone can keep them inside for so long that the demons come out. Sometimes holding it in will just make you break down. I've been holding in my feelings for about elementary school. I've been bullied at the time and told no one because I thought I could handle it. I've cried at school before. I try not to cry because I'm used to be called a "baby" or "weak".

I know I'm strong but I can't hold it forever. It's hard, it's diffucult, I know...

But eventually life will get better...