I am a dreamer, I admit. I am not always realistic. That’s a fact. I followed my dreams. I was never afraid to chase after the crazy ideas in my head. The processes has been painful. I have failed again and again, yet managed to slip by. I watch as my grades hit catastrophic lows and my social life deteriorates. All of my dreams are slipping through my fingers. Why can’t I do what everyone else can? I am intelligent. I am creative. I have endless possibilities. …But that’s all they’ll ever be… possibilities. While I could write a poem that would bring you to […]
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Endless Possibilities
Nobody in my town or my age seem to understand the idea that their actions effect other people as well. It has been a year and a half since I attempted suicide, yet nothing has gotten better. My final year in high school was complete hell. I was tormented by a group of girls who used to be my best friends. Day after day they told me how no one likes me or wants me around. They repeatedly shouted names down the hallway at me or spread rumors about me being pregnant. This summer they have peanut-buttered/egged/balognied my car twice. Then, try countless times to […]
I don’t understand how all these little things can hold me back. Make me feel afraid. Too afraid to actually go through anything, and I all can manage is to hurt myself.
She’s one of the reasons why I’m holding on. She makes me feel so happy when I’m with her, and whenever I talk to her, I just end up smiling. I forget the rest of the world and I just want to be with her, always talking, somehow always communicating. Cause she’s one of my lifelines making me stay here.
The endless possibilities. The curiosity of what life will be like if I stick through […]