So throughout my life I have felt like there is something missing. Like there is some part of me that I have never even had. I assume it's out there somewhere and currently I'm spending my life trying to find it. I have never said any of this to anybody for a few reasons. One is that big my mother and father are "too busy" to "handle my feelings." My dad tells me to "man up" and my mom tells me to "obey my father." Also if I said anything to anybody at school they would never understand. Sometimes I wish I was like them; shallow, without real feelings and emotions. They seem much happier than I. But in a lot of ways it's like they at living in a fake world, which seems somewhat unsatisfying. But hey, who said there is anything wrong with a fake world? In fact whenever I want to escape the troubles of this world, I just drift off to another world where everything is better. Can you believe that? A 16 year old living in fantasy land.
