Exploring The Mind Of Olivia Marie

Just Random Writing

Okay. This entry has zero quality, I just got bored in the car. Sooooo, here's just some random words for entertainment.

She gazed out the window, lost in depressing thought. She didn't even know where her depression came from, it just created it self and then grew and grew. Eating away at her remaining happiness, leaving almost nothing. She wanted to cry, ready to collapse. She didn't understand it, her life was actually going well. Nothing bad had happened in a while, but looking back at the past was almost worse than being in it. Nobody understood her, but then again she didn't either. They always shook their heads, or rolled their eyes. She felt like an outcast, living on the inside of society. No one ever told her they hated her, or that she was annoying. But she just felt like they did, like they were keeping a huge secret from her. No matter what, or where she was, she felt this feeling of judgement. Maybe because, once upon a time, she judged them. That, deep inside, she thought everyone was like her. Insecure and judgemental. No one knew her hurt, her pain, the way she did. Then again, no one knew she was hurting. She was good at keeping it in, putting up a front for all to believe. Sometimes she'd believe it too, thinking it was over. But it never was, and never would be.