It doesn't matter what I do or what I choose, I'm what's wrong. There's nothing I can do about it. If I'm not hurting myself, I'm hurting everyone else around me. There's nothing I can do about it. I...I'M BROKEN! I was fighting but then I thought.....just for a second....what's the point? It like I'm moving in slow motion...but everyone around me is moving so fast and it's like I just wanna...I just wanna curl up somewhere and escape. I'm tired.....tired of going to school, tired of being a daughter, tired of being a sister, tired of being a bestfriend, tired of being a girlfriend, tired of the pressure, tired of the lonely nights, tired of the heart ache, tired of everything........I'm tired of living.
It's funny how I talk about what I wanna do in the future and how it's gonna go but I sit back and I think "Do I really belong in those positions, is that actually where I wanna be?" I just wanna find my place in this cruel world and what's the point in living in this world if it all based off of other people. To get a job, to start a business, to travel, and to just be yourself society plays apart in all. I find myself thinking deeply and wondering what is actually living for yourself, if everything you do has something to do with what other people think and being judged by other people. I don't wanna live like this and I feel like I'll never be happy with living. I'm happy but I'm not at the same time. This is all just...Another Broken Piece 💔
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Lost
Non-FictionYou walking around your school and you see her. The happiest, most brightest girl ever smiling and laughing about. You think to yourself, "I wonder where she gets all this happiness", with the way she bounces around. Then suddenly you look in her ey...
