When did things start to get hard?
When did the tears start flowing rapidly and steadily?
When did the hatred begin?
When did the anger start coming more quickly?
When did the disobeying my mother begin?
When did sneaking out my window to meet a boy at 2 AM begin?
When the self-hate beg begin?
When did my relationships begin to fail?
When did I start hating the world?
When did I start to pretend that there is no such thing as a good th thing?
When did I start to break down?
When did I start to feel like I'm drowning?
When did everyone depend on me for a smile?
When did everyone start to look up to me?
When did I start to love a kid in a 3rd world country?
When did I start to fight a losing war?
When did I start to think that sleep could cure my failing school grades?
When did I start to feel so down all the time?
When did I start to write to keep myself sane?
When did I start putting my trust into God, instead of my friends?
When did it become so much lighter on my shoulders?
When did my true happiness come back?

What happened to the angry kid??