I guess that's just how I am. I piss people off. I irritate them. I sometimes get jealous of them even if they are like my family. I make them feel terrible. They think I don't care and it's not their fault for thinking like that. Cause it's me. I'm the virus. I guess i don't know how to show people I care for them and nobody's that great to understand things when I don't say it. The closest people to me,who think they know everything,actually don't even have a clue. I guess I just find it better to lie to them and tell them what an amazing life I had or have. They don't see the melancholy in my eyes,cause it's not there. It's burried deep down and only I know the way.
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts from a Teenager's Diary | Completed [UNDER MAJOR EDITITING]
Short StorySome crappy stuff i wrote when i was 13. |Highest Rank #1. 16.2.17 | | Winner of Sapphire Awards 2017 | | COMPLETED on 23.2.17 |