Problem? Or am I the Problem?

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Many people in this world have their own problems. If it's family, school, job, or relationships. It's inescapable to say the less. You may solve one problem and another pops up like a complex math problem. Not only that there are people I have met. Unfortunately they aren't good people.

Thanks to that I feel like I'm the worlds self problem. I stay away from people that are good. Because when I'm around them bad things happened. I'm better off being alone. I don't need friends to say the least. I'm used to it....all of it. Many problems are meant to be left alone and ignored.

Leave me in the dark crevices of the world so I don't become someone else's burden again. Everything has always been my fault. Never in my life I have seen something that is not my fault. I'm the cause of some family members death and other people.

No one understands how it feels like to be me. I'm better off being alone. No, dead even. I can't help but cry every night at 1 in the morning hating myself and bringing despair to others. I just cry and I felt weak and pathetic about it because I can't do anything about it. I just feel like it's best I stay away from people from now on.

They won't miss me. No one will ever miss a problem. I just need to escape from other people that's all. So I can once again know my place and who I am.

A problematic teenage girl with lack of emotions and sympathy towards others. A girl that no one can understand or become her.....

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