The Songs From My Heart

whispering screams/ A/N / poem

My friends would be stressed, depressed, and hurt almost 24/7. So stressed we would do whispering screams.

Especially me. I whisper screamed all of the time. A bite on my arm, or a bruse on my leg, it doesn't matter.

I would whisper scream to my hearts content... I would end up being a shell of girl! understanding, but not understood.. but life has its unexpected, yet twisted, events. I'm saying this through a computer, but i cant say it any other way, except:

I'm not okay...

im addicted to pain, yet im that one girl whos the shoulder to lean on, but doesnt have one for herself!! i cant say what i feel because i know im not worth people's time! i try to be strong for the people who cant be!! i may just need a relationship, or a person to keep this cracked heart from getting worse or getting brused to shades of black and blue, but i know one thing.

im not worth it...

and i never will be...

a guy slapped my "ars" today, and i punched him full force in the jaw! now dont get me wrong, im proud, but i regret it. yet im shameless. i cant keep in my emotions for long or else im going to explode on someone! i need might a relationship soon. i might just be lonely, but i dont know anymore.

alright wolfpack, i hope you know what im talking about. if you dont search deep inside and try to. stay strong wolfpack, piece.