I listen to them whine, every day a new problem. It's funny... you would think I'm a counselor but I'm not I'm just a middle schooler. Slowly I start to feel unbearable tiered. I just want to go to sleep and never wake up, because at least there I'm happy living my best life and not constantly want to run away from problems that aren't even mine. But for now I'll just take a deep breathe and then I'll do what I've been doing. Bottling it up. I know it's not healthy, but at least it'll stop me from possibly losing the few friends I have.
I just wish I could have a place where no one can hear me scream my sorrows away.
Maybe than I could finally be rid of the burdens that is all the complaining.......
