Not Complete

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Seems like everyday isn't complete with out a reminder.
Without a tear.
Without a complaint.
Without a depressed friend.

Days start crawling by and never had anything that is worth a genuine smile.
Or a real laugh.
No adventure awaits me.
I want an adventure.
But there is none.
I wish there was.
But no.

I want to do something crazy.
Hell, I want to shave my head cause its something weird and different.
I'm so tired of everything being the same.
Because everything being the same means I'm lost in this world.
The same means that I don't feel the need to go on.

Everyone asked if something is wrong.
But in all honesty there is nothing wrong.
I have friends.
I have a special someone.
I have a best friend.
I have a great family.
My life should be perfect.
Or at least good.
But it isn't.
And I don't know how to fix that.
I was doing so much better.
But I don't know what happened.
It wasn't sudden.
It was gradual.
It is gradual.
Just like last summer.
And I know everyone hates school.
And I do too,
But I'm thankful for it.
Because school keeps me out of my head and repeating last summer.
Because last summer I spent all my days locked in my room on my phone in a corner.
Even on vacation I tried my best to stay home.
I don't know why.
I don't think I could understand it myself.
I'm just such a mess.
I don't think I will ever understand what he sees in me.
Or what anyone sees in me.

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