Tired.

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I'm just tired.


Mentally and physically.

It get's hard to pull my self out of bed each day. Sometimes, I don't.

Most people don't see me for who I am.

They see me as a monster.

A monster because I don't like talking and being social. A monster because it gets hard to love.


One day, I was starting off to my brother and he slapped me.

I cried to my mom and she asked him why he would slap a girl.

He replied "Because I didn't slap a girl."

It seems in life, no body forgets your mistakes. They judge you for life on the decisions you make. How am I supposed to learn from my mistakes when all my mistakes are is a constant failure?

So from now on,

I am just a monster.


I want to prove that I'm not a monster. I try my best everyday to fake a smile. I give my love and kindness to others, try to make them happy,

But it's never enough.






Peace......

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