I Gotta Tell Someone

It's my life. The life of a sixteen-year-old high school Junior. It doesn't always make sense. Past, present, the random thoughts I have. I don't know how I feel, or why. Sometimes I can't even tell if what I'm feeling is real. I'm happy one second, angry the next and then happy again, then sad, and on and on and on. I don't feel listened to by the people around me, and I'm too scared to reach out on my own. And, well... I need to feel like someone is listening. I don't know if anyone will actually read this... but putting this out there will at least make me feel heard.