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loneliness When you think of loneliness, what comes to your mind? When you have no one to play with because they’re all out for the day? The week after you and your boyfriend breakup? Or maybe when your an only child and your parents are the only people to talk to at night.? What if i told you that there’s a stronger word for lonely. Its not depression, but I’m sure depression can be caused from this kind of loneliness. When you’re alone in the world. No friends, no one to talk to, just the world under your feet. How do you think that would make you feel? To know that no matter what, there’s no one to talk to. You’re so stressed, and you have no one to vent to. Some people it's because they're so rude, no one wants to be with them. Or maybe they want a fresh start? That’s me. a fresh start for freshman year. I didn't want to go through the four toughest years of my LIFE with people that don’t GIVE A SHIT about me. Who would? who would want friends that go to YOU for all there problems, but never listen to you for a minute when YOU have problems? People that are so desperate there flash a man on vevo To get a boyfriend and then go on about them for three hours while your still single. that’s what happens when a person like ME is too nice and cant be mean. So, I got rid of EVERY SINGLE ONE. And now...I’m alone. Alone in a house of four other people. a younger brother, and a twin sister! a father that doesn't give a shit and a mom in a dead end job. You wouldn't think its possible to be lonely when you have a sister. But when the sister is a COMPLETE opposite person than yourself. A person with a backbone, goals, and isn't afraid to speak her mind...its quite a difference. I have no one, except for two people. Logan, and Maddie. Though Maddie isn't someone i can speak to. Logan will listen, he'll give me advice. But he’s in Kansas. its not the same. I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle the next month and a half of summer. its just so. hard.
if i scream at an empty medeow, will my cries be heard? if i vent to a tree, how do i know if it understood? each step gets longer. it feels like it's been forever, but i havent even gone half the mile. if i fall, how do i know that someone will catch me? what if that person that catches me, doesn't even know me? is that who i have to look forward to? a random stranger? may i vent? may i scream? will they stay and listen? or backaway, and leave? i thought that being quiet will make me be heard, but it just pushed me back. and now i'm paying the price. if i scream loud enough, will someone care?
