(Each paragraph talks about a semi different subject, so you have to fill in the blanks)
When I'm nice, I'm not even there. When I'm mean, suddenly I appear.
For once, I'm not the one that contradicts; they are. It's funny, though, that you can act mean for two days, and the world thinks you're a horrible person. Even though, for over a year, you've been trying to be nice.
World, why do you hate me so?
I'm tired of being noticed for who I'm not, and I'm tired of my real self being ignored. It makes this annoying neutral of feelings in which I can't feel anything, only a stomach ache. If I went back, I could feel again, but there's no going back. I don't want to be ignored, and if I am, it better be worth it.
They notice all my flaws, but when I do something good, they don't care.
I'm sick and tired of being the only one who notices these things. Even though some may notice, they don't do anything.
World, I resign from your stupid game. You cheat. I'll come back when you have a good set of rules to follow. For now, I'll play my own game.
Thanks for believing my act. I guess that shows how much I hide in the trees. You never look up to find me because you don't care.
At least I know I wasn't worth it.
"I've gone insane." "Welcome, newcomer; I've been here for a while."
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My Thoughts In High School
De TodoJust a collection of thoughts to get me through life, and hopefully will help you guys too! Note: I wrote this in my Freshman year (first year of high school in the United States), so the grammar is horrible, and it's cheesy, but I want to leave th...
