All of my friends hate me,
At least that’s what if feels like.
I am looking at the future,
While they look at the past.
I don’t haw as much freedom as they do,
I wish I did.
Sometimes I wish I could be a kid,
With no worries and no duties.
Some have jobs, but they use MY best friend,
She doesnt realize.
I couldnt use her,
I would feel bad.
They have parties,a lot, am I not fun? Not cool? I don’t know.
My family has problems,
But when I am away I put them behind me.
I AM NEVER SAD.
I dont know why,
I can not be.
I’ve tried to be sad,
It seems pointless to me.
My friends say ” ohh we’ll tell you, you can come.”
But thu never do,
I find out when I drive my family by her house and see the cars in the yard.
My feelings hurt.</3
But I do nothing,
I can't do anything.
My last summer in high school, I'm a senior in late August.
I have other friend, who don't drink, smoke, pop, chew,
But sometimes it's weird being with them,
We don't have that many memories.
I sit at home, no job, no money,
I do nothing…maybe that's what I am meant to do.