I'm starting to give up on my biggest dreams.
I'm not sure who I am or what I'm supposed to be anymore.
I wanna be okay with living my life one day at a time, but I'm not that type of person.
The first part is, my brother is the reason I'm giving up.
It sucks having your own brother criticize you everyday. Saying how bad you are at certain things, and not getting in trouble for it but when I say one TINY thing, I get in trouble.
It sucks when your brother is the cause of you gaining your insecurities.
But what truly sucks, is when you wanna open up and talk to someone, but you can't because your scared.
Scared that your gonna get hurt. Just like always.
Nobody ever cares if I seem upset.
Nobody is ever there for you.
I'm tired of bring hurt.
And don't tell me "it gets better" because I've been told that for 4 years straight and it only gets worse.
So please, please tell me when its supposed to get better, because it never does.
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Pandas Bamboo •A Rant Book•
Randomthis is for my random mind to add things into it. don't feel like you have to reed if you see this.
