I'm not really able to explain what exactly I'm feeling right now other than confusion and depression. But hey, I guess that's normal for me. It's only a matter of time before I'm put on meds or thrown in the ****** bin... Life can be so cruel sometimes...

For all those D-bags that exist to hurt and confuse the lives of others, this ones for you. You can say whatever the hell you want, but my days going to be awesome.

Again, backing away from the doom and gloom, while continuing to stay true to myself. This one actually had poetic structure. Creative writing teachers everywhere would be proud. Haha, but seriously, if it wasn't for music, I would be in a darker place than I currently am.

It seems like lately even the people who I considered friends are standing up for people who hate white people because A white person did something. Because of course, we're all the same, right? I feel that if I even stand up for myself I get shot down and labeled a racist. Throughout my life, I've had 3 best friends. They've all been Mexican. I have 2 step siblings, and they are half black. Even though we have a huge age difference, I still consider them my siblings. Race isn't even a part of it. But people don't look at these things, they look at my skin color. Because I'm white, even if I support people of other races, there's still the checkered past of American white people that follows me everywhere. I guess if I just don't talk to anyone, I can't say anything wrong right? I feel oppressed, because people throw what other people have done in my face and claim I am the same. And everyone says white people aren't oppressed. Because, how can you be oppressed if people in history with the same skin color have oppressed others?

I woke up this morning

This is about my uncle. I've only met him in person once, but he always responds to my statuses on Facebook, and is always there for me when I'm upset. I figured he deserved a poem.

All weekend, I was hanging out with friends, when I've been so used to everyone being too busy for me, or have friends that they can do drugs with (I don't do drugs or drink, so a lot of times, this is a turn off for people). Both days, they were asking "Are you ok?" because I was really uncomfortable being out and about with people, as it had been a while since people wanted to be with me. I also have a strong fear of being in a relationship, I believe it is because of my ex, who had assumed after we had our first kiss, we were going to get married. There was a lot of emotional trauma, as he was a homophobe, and hated the fact that I was not straight. Because of this, I believe that is where my fear of relationships came from. But yesterday, a friend called me to tell me another friend liked me, and she even came on the phone to confirm this. I am deathly afraid and don't know what to do.

Just another day.