I thought it was over. Again...
AN: as I am writing this, My family is arguing. It's the first day out of two of finals. I want to curl up in a corner and disappear.
Ugg! As I type, my brother are fighting.
Over grades.
Again.
And I'm hiding.
Again.
I feel invisible.
Again.
They're exaggerating.
Again.
They're only trying to win.
Again.
They're adding stress.
Again.
When will this stop!
When I will I matter!
When will they care!
I thought it was over.
I finally put my guard down.
And what do they do?
They break my heart.
Again.
I want it to be done.
I want it to end.
I want peace in the house.
I want to exist!
I WANT TO MATTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Again...
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A drop in the ocean
Poetry"We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop." Mother Teresa A collection of poetry that I have written (and published separately) that is the hard truth. If you rea...
