Everyone knows me as happy, cheery, full of joy. My good friends know my other side... My good friends know my other side... The sadness and anger I hold in to make everyone happy and smile... I hold it in till I burst... I was holding it all week. For a whole ******** week. I have held it for longer, but I cryed soo hard because I wanted the girl I loved to hold me. I wanted my best friend to hold me. I had no one there for me. I cryed and cryed thinking I would never stop. I though sad, angery thoughts. Of killing myself and one other person. The man that made anger. FOR 6 ******** YEARS! I tryed to avoid this man, tryed to tell my mother that he will never change. I told I don't want to see him, hear him, breath the air that he breathes, but noo my mom doesn't care... I get to stay in my room she won't let me leave... I will probely leave anyway... Because I will NOT stay in the same house as the man I want to murder. Please forgive me if I am not the same as I usualy am... I will really try to be happy, but it is harder than ever... emo
