It's 1:30 am and its dark and silent.
Only the sounds of my fan swishing are heard in my room.
I'm getting this feeling out of nowhere, again.
The feeling of emptiness.
My body is tired and worn out from waiting for happiness to be brought to me.
I know it can't happen that way but i feel like it will one day if i just wait.
But another part of me feels like i need to actually get on with my life.
I sit in my room all day, wondering what it's like.. To just enjoy every second of life.
I really do appreciate my life but not as much as i should.
I take a lot of things for granted but i can't help it.
I'm a 15 year old girl who sounds like she's complaining about her life.
But it's not even that, it's that fact that I'm too terrified to see what's out there.
I have too many fears to be normal.
It's just who i am, no matter how much i hate it.
