I guess I'll always be the background flower that nobody seems to ever want to listen to. I'm always ignored and then people seem to always think I'm the quiet little bird that is has nothing to say, but when I do talk, I'm always talked over, interrupted, and then just COMPLETELY ignored. I'm tired of it, but when I try and do something about it, I get told I'm being bitchy. I'm never aloud to be...

The things going on in life at the moment are starting to wear me down.My depression is starting to show again, mom has already told me to take my pills again.I don't like my pills. I don't like taking those types of pills anyways. I don't want to talk toanyone, like stranger wise, but then again I think its because when I do talk to anyone that Iknow they all seem to enjoy ignoring me. I'm not...

I keep wondering when the world fell to the ground. When time stood still for that onemoment in history. When I fell so hard for something so fake, by making it feel so real.I keep wondering if things will ever be like that again, be like that day at the park whenthings happened so effortlessly, when things were so much fun. I lost track of time, I losttrack of you. i lost sight of my self. But...

What is there in this place that makes you stay the way you are?Can you ever stay the same?Why do you HAVE to stay the same?Why can't people let you be your self without, anyone to hold that one string, making sure your in check and staying behind them?Why do you have to be the one behind them?Why can't you just break free and be your self?Why is everything so much more complicated then the life...

I'm not going to try and say this isn't a rant or a pity trip, because that's exactly what it is, a self pity trip. Might as well let it all out some where, right? Well here is my whining and crying and all that snazzy stuff....Why is it that everything I touch is destroyed? Why is it that I can NEVER do anything right?When I get good grades all i get is do better, or try harder. Even though that...