I can't figure out why its so hard for me to think.
Once i start thinking, i start thinking of more things
and they all start getting jumbled in my head and i
get confused.
Most of the damn time i don't understand what i'm
thinking about anymore because some of the things
i think about just seem like nonsense.
But, is my father nonsense?
Is my mother nonsense?
Is my LIFE nonsense?
I don't understand why i feel this way. Everyone tells
me each and every teenager feels this way.
Neglected.
Forgotten.
Mistreated.
But, not every teenager has lost their father. Not every
teenager my age has experienced the same things as me.
So how do you talk to one about you're problems,
when they don't understand? Don't they realize how
much i need someone to be there for me?
When i'm crying in my room, and i can't breathe.
Hyperventalating and coughing and dying, because no one
understands how i feel. People may act like they
understand, but really, they don't. Most people that
try to listen to me aren't really listening to me.
They listen to the words i speak, but they don't take the
time to actually sit down and realize what i just said.
Nothing is comprehended.
Maybe inside their heads, their just as confused as i.
But what can i do?
I'm just a small girl, in a large world.
~
Once i start thinking, i start thinking of more things
and they all start getting jumbled in my head and i
get confused.
Most of the damn time i don't understand what i'm
thinking about anymore because some of the things
i think about just seem like nonsense.
But, is my father nonsense?
Is my mother nonsense?
Is my LIFE nonsense?
I don't understand why i feel this way. Everyone tells
me each and every teenager feels this way.
Neglected.
Forgotten.
Mistreated.
But, not every teenager has lost their father. Not every
teenager my age has experienced the same things as me.
So how do you talk to one about you're problems,
when they don't understand? Don't they realize how
much i need someone to be there for me?
When i'm crying in my room, and i can't breathe.
Hyperventalating and coughing and dying, because no one
understands how i feel. People may act like they
understand, but really, they don't. Most people that
try to listen to me aren't really listening to me.
They listen to the words i speak, but they don't take the
time to actually sit down and realize what i just said.
Nothing is comprehended.
Maybe inside their heads, their just as confused as i.
But what can i do?
I'm just a small girl, in a large world.
~
