It's okay I'm fine I just needed to get my feelings out... well I'm not okay... but thats not the point...
Okay My life has fallen again today is officaly the WORST day of my life, two grades three even hate me in my school, somoe told me today how they felt... my own ******** brother told me to stay away at him at lunch...
SOmone left me, somone spat on me... dised me kicked me whille I was down...
And I still have no streanght to stand up against them... I'm not strong, bravery left my heart a long time ago.... I ask my self why, other then the fact I've promised poeple I'd never do it why I havn't done any thing... I can't...
Running away isn't an option eather... Were would I go? I have no were.... I really don't want to goto school tomarrow... I know I won't be able to do the work at all...
I DON'T BLAME ANYONE ON GAIA!!! please don't think I do I don't... I blame every one over here... Mom dad... people at school... If I was totaly alone I'd be gone...
Here's a song that I picked for the journal
WHAT HURTS THE MOST By: RASCAL FLATTS
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house, that don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry
Every once in a while even though goin on with you gone still upsets me
There are days
Every now and again i pretend i'm okay but that's not what gets me
What hurts the most, was being so close
And having so much to say
And watchin you walk away
Never knowing, what could have been
And not seein that lovin you
Is what i was tryin to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere i go
But i'm doin it
It's hard to force that smile when i see our old friends and i'm alone
Still harder gettin up, gettin dressed, livin with this regret
But i know if i could do it over
I would trade, give away all the words that i saved in my heart that i left unspoken
What hurts the most, is being so close
And having so much to say
And watchin you walk away
Never knowing, what could have been
And not seein that lovin you
Is what i was tryin to do
What hurts the most, was being so close
And having so much to say
And watchin you walk away
And never knowing, what could have been
And not seein that lovin you
Is what i was tryin to do
not seein that lovin you
that’s what I was tryin to do
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