Tears stream down my face but why? I feel no sorrow, grief, anger, despair or pain both physically and emotional. Then why do I lay here as my chest heaves with every aching sob? I don’t even know it myself. Tears follow a single line tracing my face, slowly dragging to become droplets on my pillow. Silently I weep. No sound besides the sharp intake of breath and hum of the radio. I don’t know why I do this often and I don’t believe I’ll ever understand why. I’m not a broken human being. Yes, I’ve gone through the trail of life with bumps in the way but who doesn’t? I’m a normal teenage girl who has problems same as any other person. I’m no different then you. But why deep down do I feel as if I’m not the same?
Dear Tears,
Time to consider Drama School.
The potential is strong with this one.
Sincerely,
TopHat
Please excuse my ignorance but I’m confused if this is a sarcastic remark or not.
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