I shouldn’t complain about my life.It’s not like I wasn’t hugged as a child or anything. I should be strong like my dad and not complain about anything.I wish I could just stand there and take what life throws at me, but I can’t.And that is why i’m worthless.I know i’m not the first girl to be bullied at school ,to have to experiance death of a friend, Not the first teenager who feels like she is the stupid kid or the first girl in the world to get moslested or the first kid to get pushed around the hospitals phyicatric wards’ system when I do admit that i am suicidal. I can’t complain becuse these thing happen to everyone right?
Yes I am complaining, and that makes me weaker than alot of people.I get it I will never be as girly and prettyÂ as my stupid sisters or as tough and ready to take on anything brothers.I get that I will be the only failure in my family tree.I’m sorry that I can’t be super skinny like those models I see on t.v.I’m sorry that I can’t be one of thoseÂ smart kidsÂ in my class. I’m sorry that the world stresses me.I’m sorry that I had to end my childhood at the age of 5.I’m sorry for everything that I had said.I’m sorry to my friends who find me too quiet or too generous to give out my things.
I guess I will turn out like a robot. Nothing to live for.JustÂ faking a smileÂ for the sake of looking normal.Just waiting for the day this tourure will end.I just want to have a normal childhood.I want to complain about my perents being embarrasing or fan girling over One Direction.But no I complain about everything above and I ‘Fan-girl” over death