everyday is the same.
wake up.
eat.
brush my teeth.
get dressed.
get in car.
walk into school.
fake a smile and say hello.
no one knows me.
no one knows the real girl i have become.
they see nothing but a happy , preppy girl.
its the same old act everyday.
constant stress and mental breakdowns in the girls bathroom.
hour after hour.
day after day.
the only peace i get at school is sitting alone in a bathroom stall.
my routine is the same, my actions are the same, my emotions remain the same.
everyday untill 2:45 when i am free to be the real me.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 3:05 PM UTC
And I knew in the moment I started crying in the back of a Kohl's parking lot.
That no one truly did care.
And if they did care my tears wouldn't be falling.
And my soul wouldn't be dying.
The maybe then I wouldn't be stranded
all alone in the back of a Kohl's parking lot.
Mar 5, 2018
Mar 5, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
What kind of a girl has friends that push her to her edge.
What kind of a girl has friends that never answers her calls. What kind of a girl has friends who never wants to see her succeed.
What kind of a girl has a family that all they do is fight.
What kind of a girl has a family that has no trust.
What kind of a girl has a family that is filled with pain.
What kind of a girl has a family that doesn't care if she cries.
What kind of girl is a girl if all she wants to do is die.
What kind of girl is a girl if all she feels is nothing at all.
What kind of girl is a girl if all she fells she has is nothing.
I am that girl.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 10:38 AM UTC