I am a fly on the wall undected by everyone.
I am surrounded by happiness but drowning in sorrow.
I am surround by love and filled with hate.
I surrounded by people who love me yet I have never felt so alone.
I walk the same halls I drive the same roads I sleep under the same sky and rise to the same sun.
There are 7 billion people in this world yet I’m still alone.

I am a rock.
Sinking to the bottom of the ocean
Never to be found again
No matter how hard I try to stay a float.

How do how do you let go of something that means so much to you?
The answer is simple you don't let go you forget.
How do you forgive someone for how they treated you?
The answer is still the same you don't forgive you forget.
Why are all the answers in life forget? I was once asked.
My answer was simple...
We forget so we don't have to relive the pain that someone or something caused us.
We forget because we were raised that it is better to act  like no one has hurt you.
We forget because it is easier to forget than to forgive.
We forget because we were taught that it's not okay to create conflict and express how we feel.
The answer never will change it will always be forget and forget it will stay until we see the damage that it has done and is doing.

Fat.
That three letter word can ruin someone's day.
That word could have been the last thing that drove someone to end their life.
One word could have made that on person to starve themselves even though they know it does more harm then good.
Just a single word made them finally cave to self harm after years of talking themselves out of doing it.
F
A
T
A word that overrode all the thoughts and feelings that they went through when their uncle killed himself, and all the rational thoughts are going to disappear and lead them to the final BANG of life and the smell of gun powder in the air
Fat. One word that ended a life and that life ended due to people who speak before they think.
Because of people like you.

Life is a series of moments put together all at once.
Life is a story. It all has a beginning and will always have a end.
There are two things everyone shares you are always born and you will always die.
What makes life different for everyone else is what happens in the middle.
Some grow strong, while others grow weak.
Some grow to be helpful,kind, and caring; others become selfish,greedy, and mean.
They all play the endless game of life.
only hoping that they will leave their mark on the world.
only to be left as another soon to be empty grave buried 6 feet under the rest of the world forgotten and rotten.

There was a lost soul wondering in the dark looking for her purpose in the world.
Little did she know she was the light in this dark and dismal world.
Everywhere around her was shrouded in darkness lost and alone looking for a place or someone to call home.
While she wondered about her heart had touch many and she spread her light to the world.
Everyone was taking and no one was giving leaving her even more lost and alone.
The world was covered in light due to that lost wondering soul but her soul that once shinned so bright had dimmed to a spark.
Her light was fading because she gave it all away hoping people would save her.
She got stuck in the dark and was left all alone until the dark finally ate her.

A girl, is sitting in class.
What do you see?
A girl, who is quite? Strong? Weak?
On the outside you only see what is in the reflection.
But if you look closely into her eyes she will show you her world.
You will see on the inside her mind is clawing at her eyes and ripping at her mouth.
Her mind is screaming and screaming hoping just hoping someone will hear her muffled screams kept inside because she can't show her true reflection.
For if she goes inside out she will not be able to make it.
She would have to shed her thick skin that she has grown for many years.
She would have to show every scar, mark, mistake,burn, and lie she has ever told.
She would have to bare her soul to the world.
A girl, sitting in class
What do you see?
A girl who is hiding

I remember the good times
and I remember the bad times
But the ones that stick to the core and shape you who you are, are the ones that deeply scar you.