Six Months

Waiting,
Boredom,
Crying on the inside,
Wanting,
Longing,
Endless sadness
Is all part of my life,

Six months,
A long time for me,
And probably to you,
Its more then months,
Its friendship,
You see in six months I go back to school,
I have no friends,
My life is pointless,
I have nothing to live for,

My Mom is depressed,
She is practically a drug addict,
Well almost,
She can’t go to rehab,
You wouldn’t understand,
My parents might get divorced,
I wish they would,
Then I wouldn’t have to live with my suicidal Mom,

I can’t wait for next year,
Its six months and counting,
Who wants to be my friend,
No one,

There is no hope for me

I might as well die