Little Do You Know

Journal Entry #2

I know I hurt you but this is hurting me too.

I dunno what to say right now. I wish I had the right words to explain what i'm feeling at this moment. But I just don't. There's not enough time in the day to just talk about this. I still wish there was though.

I wish, I wish, and I wish. Yet nothing happens. I still go back to being this sad messed up girl. I feel happy, I really do! But have you looked underneath everything? I am not who you really think.

You think that I have my life together. That i'm just this perfect teenager. I'm actually this teenager that hates her life. This girl who doesn't know what the fuck to do. She sits here typing these little notes knowing that no one will ever read them but yet she keeps going. She thinks, and thinks, and thinks. Still, nothing comes to mind.

Why? Why? Why? Is the only question she keeps asking herself. Why me? Why us? Why do you, god, do this to me? I can't handle it! I'm still just a kid. I'm not good enough to handle all of this stress you have given to me. I wish you would just take it all away.