One poem about how people tell me to deal with things even though they don't know what they're talking about.
But it is up for further interpretation.
Please vote or comment, I would appreciate it greatly.
A year full of ups and downs, written down to make someone, somewhere feel something.
This is my personal journal published for the world to see. All my thoughts and feelings for a year. It has no plot. It has no ending. It just ends. Good luck trying to understand it because I don't even understand it myself.
Enjoy the mind of a fifteen year old girl, unedited.