My parents, they expect so much from me,
too much. Life is already hard enough the way
it is. They think that I need a new start with
with new people and new classes. But what
I really need is to just to stay with the people
who care about it. My friends. They've helped
through so much. God it's crazy. Without them
I wouldn't be able to cope. The thing is
I--I can't tell them how much my friends helped
me go through it without telling them what
I'm going through. A hole of sadnesss.
YOU ARE READING
1 thing I feel and counting..
Poetrythis book is kind of like my little journal where I just write all about my feelings in poems. I just want to tell you that most content in this book can be perceived by me being extremely sad. I want to assure that I am not and that I am just bett...
