This box is very fragile, it is made up of a past life with very delicate memories. Where there was not a care in the world, where you don't have to hesitate to tell someone something and not ask yourself if they will turn their backs to you, leaving you drowning in pain and regret for thinking you could trust them. Where you can actually be happy, you can smile, laugh and be silly. Not exaust yourself by faking a smile and forcing yourself to keep your shell up, to not let anyone in. But where you can grow up with friends and not worry about waking up to a new school. Where you would have to meet new people, make friends then leave all over again. To just grow up like a regular kid, with a regular family who loved her instead of neglecting. Unfortunately It
                                       was dropped
What was in it again?

Welcome to the endless whole that is called my friend zone.
Once you’re in there you will never come out
Everyone always teases me about “the pit”
Watch out don’t flirt with Anna
Not that anyone would care but I have a reason.
Maybe just maybe I have been hurt to many times
That when a boy flirts with me after a week or two he gets tired of me and moves onto the next girl
Maybe after a year of wanting a guy talking to him every day he still picks someone else.
So, when finally, I am able to look in the mirror and not be degusted by what I see he just tramples on it.
It’s like he was in the mirror pointing out all my insecurities.
So once again I am back to the sad girl I was before
That after months of trying to get over something that he didn’t even know he did he notices me.
Wants to talk to me and flirt with me.
Smile at me when he sees me.
Fighting a raging battle inside of myself to not let him in
Reminding myself that my life is not a book and it will not work out.
Once they see the ugly mess inside they will run the other way so fast they will get whip lash.
So, welcome to the friend zone
Enjoy your stay.

I feel like I'm dying.
Even though I know I'm not.
I'm breathing, I think.
I have to be,
but I've struggling to feel anything.
Everyone says it's impossible
to die and keep walking the earth
but I feel like the person I am died long ago
and now I'm just sitting in a suit of skin.