My Heart

My heart is wonded. The weight that is filling it is slowly wieghing me down. How can such a young girl, be so unhappy? The pain throbbing inside me is most unbarable, and the girl that i once new is gone. The minute I start to feel happy, and excited about my life, another struggle enters my world. Maybe it's something small, like failing a history test, or something big, like your best friend dieing in a car accedent. No one seems to care. It is most unpleasing that i can't even talk to my own parents about the pain i feel, because they are the ones that cause most of it. When i try to tell them what is going on in my life, they don't care, and when I try to tell them whats making me sad, they turn thier perfect little heads, not able to bare the sound of someone dissagreeing to them. I am just so sick, of sitting on my bed, crying myself to sleep every night, and having no one to talk to...

My sick world, is crumbling all around me, and i am standing her hurt, and alone.