Delilah Rose

3-6-14

March 6 2014

My long black nails dig deeper and deeper into my arm. Everyone was so loud. I turn the corner to get to my locker the girls that are next to my locker are harsh and very different from me. I have to push my way to my locker because they don't seem to see me. Although, how can you miss me? I'm so ugly. Buy the end of the day my look screens "I hate everyone and I mostly hate myself I'm disorganized and stupid!!!" My eyeliner has smuggled from my Constant yawning because I didn't get enough sleep the night before. My hair is probably tangled and greasy. My hands are hidden in my sleeves and my books and papers are everywhere. I walk to Casey's locker because the rest of them wait there. They all get kind quite when I come over and I immediately think it me. They had to have been talking about me. I must have annoyed them today. That's why. I dig my nails into my arm put my music in and follow them like a puppy dog. I get into the car with my one friend I take home. His name is Ken. I don't like Ken as much as I did when we first met. He's okay. It's quite because I have nothing to say. I don't want to talk to my dad because I have nothing to say. I also have nothing to sat to ken. He's beed a dick lately. Every guy I talk to he thinks I'm flirting with them. He makes me feel like I'm a slut and I guess it's true because my friends say it. Ken gets dropped off and the car ride is silent. I come home and smile because I'm finally able to relax in my room alone. I lay in bed turn in Lana Del Ray escaping into a better world where I live on the beach and smile at the ocean, sun rise and set , the sand and life in general. Does it get easy as I grow up? Do I gut get used to the pain and sadness?