unexcused.
My life was an unexcused absence of love and hate and all things that contributes to...
What was I talked about again? I just lost myself...
Wait, just a moment, why am i writing? What am i writing about again?
Oh yes, life... nah this topic is too broad from a junior in high school.
HELL ILL TRY IT ANYWAY!
Living with mother, sister and friend. Living with hate, more hate, and equal. That is my life.
5:27. My alarm rings, I get up and greet no one. They aren't awake yet. I purposely set my alarm three minutes earlier so I would not have to see them first thing.
The young one fixes her face, no reason, I don't understand the laws of make up...
The mother is watching the news.. something about a rapist, i don't know.
School.
Smiling too wide and too forceful. At least the jokes are ok. Sometimes she actually enjoys them. She wants to dance but she can't.
Home.
There is still no room for her to dance.
Church.
Dancing is not allowed.
Sleep.
She is dancing but...
there is no audience.
She wants to smile genuinely. At everyone.
Home. School. Church. Sleep.
Repeat.
