My friends tell me about their dayI listen to the words they sayThe details about their first kissSad things they wrote about the boy they missThey tell me that their guy's "the one"Then their heart breaks with "We're done"Give them a while and they'll move onFrom Tyler to Cameron to LeonAlthough they have been hurt beforeThey've seen true love they can't ignoreWhen I hear their stores I try not...

Dear Journal,I hate how their words get to me. I'll never tell him how bad. I spent most nights with my door locked and music blaring so they cant see or hear me crying. They think I'm okay. They don't know that inside I feel like I'm bleeding. Like my heart is bring ripped to shreds with every word they say.There is a whole in my door because someone broke it because of me. They told me that they...

I know that i am nothing. I have accepted that. Thats all i will ever be. Either invisible to all or just someone to mess with. Im like a broken bridge: used, broken, and left to wrot. Thats all im good for. No one cares. Not my friends, who are always mad at me even though i do nothing to them. Not my family, who blames me for our problems. They say its my fault my brother left. Its my fault my...