Some time's i feel like the day's are getting longer.each night is like a month foe me.When i do get up, I feel weird,lonly,sad,and thought's of missing out on life.Some time i think of all the time's i should have done this or this but to only stay home and see what's on television.I remember all the girl's i have met and think what would have become if i had been a better person to them.I find myself in my room,more then i find myself outside.I see friends going out,getting girlfriend's,haveing a good happy time.Some time's i cry thinking of life and how long it will be.I find nothing funny eny more.I used to be mad all the time but now i just get sad and keep eveything to myself.What hurt's me most is not having a father to look up to.Im grown up now but looking back on my younger day's i alway remember saying that i do not need a father.
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