"A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other." Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

I find comfort in the fact that there is a part of me, that is mine, something to keep to myself

If life has taught me anything
It is to wander

It is better to leave than be left
So it's better to be the goner

Nothing is permanent
And nothing will stay

Sure there are limits
And you'll have to go away

But you'll protect yourself first
And maybe you won't get hurt along the way

So sometimes you'll have to break
And have to be the traitor

But if that's what it takes to survive
"Just so we're clear, I'm a solo player"

The three words that mean the world to someone

The most difficult three words you'll ever have to say
you might just stutter or whisper them

The ones you have to hype yourself up to say
be prepared cause there's no going back

The ones that make you nervous and
make you want to curl up into a ball

The three words that you probably will regret
cuz I'm fine

I tell myself I really don't need it
but I let myself slip

i

need

help

Depression: has entered the conversation
Hi.

"My Will To Live" has left the conversation

I can smell the smiles,
Widen across the faces

I hear the crazed laughter
Their beautiful raspy voices

The time is ticking, the clock still rings
Life is a marathon, we're all running races

Bliss is like a bell
Its ringing is lovely and shrill

All these peoples
and their thrills

Second-hand happiness
can ****

You always beat me up, and I was always too cowardly to leave you. But I'm done with that -- with you.

It's time to face the facts, your abusive and this won't work out. I've met a much nicer guy, Death, who actually might make me happy. I think it's time to see different people.

It's not me, it's you.

Love, Angryteen

P.S. I hate you.