Ishould be happy for where I am.
I should laugh so hard that I cry.
I should smile so much my cheeks hurt.
Instead.
I'm tierd of the same old cycle.
I cry out of sorrow not happiness.
I have a smile that covers it all.
I should be making my parents proud.
I should have loads of friends.
I should be getting good grades.
Instead.
My parents yell at me all the time.
I have maybe 3 friends.
I'm failing most of my grades.
They say life is a beauitful thing but in all reality it's a fancy word for hell.
