12 February 2012

Letter

Dear...

Why is it so hard to be the preson that everyone expects me to be? Why was I not made normal like everyone else. Instead I'm just a jumbled up mess that no one seems to wants to be around, not that I blame them. I just, for once, want to be normal. I want to have real friend, a real family...people that won't leave me because I mess up more than I succeed. More than anything in the world...I want this pain I always feel gone.

-D

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