People wonder why I act the way I am, I wonder why they act like their so amazing. I think of all the times I almost went down to their level, but ever so quickly got back up and walked away. People act so surprised if I look nice, but then the next day all ,y fame is rid of me and I couldn't care less. I think sometimes I talk to much, but then remember it's because theirs not a lot of people who would care to listen. That is one of the reasons I don't talk a lot. Because no one's there to listen and no one cares. I don't get why we separate ourselves from such amazing people because of our flaws. Why are things going this way? I feel like one of those girls in a fan fiction, but then realize that I will never be and that it doesn't exist. I open my eyes a little further, and dig a little deeper till I don't believe what I'm seeing. I spin around trying to make sense of all this madness and realize there's no escape and I'm a caged like a lost soul trying to find my body in the crevices of a place with no escape and especially no life and no return. There's no joy or happy faces. It's honestly completely horrifying. I'm a lost soul, with no one to rescue me.
*Authors Note*. These rants are not long I know, but it's because they don't need to be. Thanks for reading 😊
