Hi

100

Since its chapter 100 I figured I'd give you guys some kinda good news, I got my school project done, but I had to write a poem. I took my sadness and used it as inspiration.
Here it is:

When the world is against you there isn't much you can do.
There isn't much you can say.

People see that something is wrong and they'll ask you if you are ok. Can you be ok when one of your closest friends doesn't care?

Can you be ok when one of the people you love most lets you down? Can you be ok when so many people hate you? Can you be ok when almost every little that could go wrong, is? Can you be ok when all of this happens in less than 12 hours?

Are you ok? What's wrong? Seems to be the number 1 and 2 questions. The answers? They come in all different sizes and emotions.

Some say "yeah, I'm fine." Even though on the inside, they are fighting a battle they might not win.

The truth is, nobody is ok. Everyone has been hurt in one way or another. Everyone has felt lost, or left out.

Tick tick tick is the noise your brain makes when you think. Even when your wrapped in your blanket, fluffy and thick.

The tears flow like a river down your face. The anger rips through you like a knife. Your heart becomes as ice cold as an ice cube after dealing with too much.

Just never forget, you are not alone. The cloud of anger and sadness will blow over. The storm will pass.

So, are you ok? You might be now, but what about tomorrow? The day after that? A week from now? Even a year from now you might not be ok.

You know what? That's ok. No one is ever truly ok. You might be happy one second and bawling the next. Life is a gift, don't waste it.