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I have so much trouble with what people say or think anymore.
Like I'm in my own world.
Except I'm not the one that's weird, or in the "loony bin" as some people like to call it.
I am the sane one that sees way to many people acting ridiculous.
Crying over breakups that they new would never last.
Love never lasts.
Sorrow over a death that they new that person would die soon enough.
People never cared about you when you were hurt.
Hurt over a friend not treating them like they think they should be treated.
Please, we all know that you were just a friend to spill all of their trouble on.
Pained by the drama that fills the air of high school halls.
This is a high school, are you really surprised?
Or worse.
Holding a hand while walking to their next class; again.
You're just jealous because you never got to or will ever get to do that.
Fan-girling as a crush just sent them a winking-face through text.
All of your crushes didn't like you like that; so you don't know how they feel.
So, it's just me feeling so confused about the life around me. I thought the older I got, the more I would understand about the world and what's around it. But I realized, it's a lot more complex than what I originally thought. The older I am only makes me wonder more about what's ahead of me. God has put me here on earth so I can follow Him, and help the people around me to find Him and stay on His path.
But the more mature I become, I realize how narrow the path really is.
And why it's so hard to be, and stay on that path.
Because honestly, the world sucks.
People lie, cheat, vandalize, and make things just life a whole lot harder.
Some would say most of the time they do it to not hurt the people who they care about.
I don't think so.
If they cared; they would've told the truth. Even if it hurt.
But they only care about one thing. Themselves. To make sure they don't get themselves into any sort of trouble.
I'm sure people are sick of people.
But I am a person, and I am no better than the next.
Or at least that's what I keep telling myself.

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Thinking is a Crime
Teen FictionI have so much trouble with what people say or think anymore. Like I'm in my own world. Except I'm not the one that's weird, or in the "loony bin" as some people like to call it. I am the sane one that sees way to many people acting ridiculous.