First, is just a sad type of feeling you can't seem to shake off. -- Then, you realize you can't get rid of it and very quickly your mom and dad start calling you lazy... After that... "lazy" becomes a reality. -- Soon enough, your mornings feel the same but only much greyer. You wake up, puy something random on, and wait for a call from a friend even though you know it's not gonna come. You then, get on the bus and head to a place where you feel invisible. -- You realize - soon enough - that it's not getting any better. So, you start - yourself because it "helps" the pain. -- It's been a year and nothing's changed. You still - yourself. But one day, you miss your old life so, you throw away the pin. You then, start playing with makeup and your curling iron. -- Your mom see's that you're doing better but you see the same old, boring, you. Nothing has changed, moved... Nothing. So, you go to your old ways - but it's even worse. -- You decide to write letters and on New Years - while fireworks are going off - you would -, too. im sorry guys... but i will... i have too...
