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Some people deserve to feel horrible. Some people I wish would go to hell. Some people I'll never understand..One minute they make you happy the next they make you hate them..I'll write a song about that..it will be on my website. SOme people try to fix a problem and they don't know how to fix it cuz no one really knows me. No one ever will because I shall remain an open book with blank pages. This is something I wrote that sums up me:
And so here I stand at my midnight window wondering how someone can be lost just as easily as someone can be forgotten. I tell you I am both and I shall remain here until someone comes and finds me.

I wrote that in Creative Writing before anyone ever knew me. Thanks to Mr.Shea I thought that I had lost my identity and I have...I'm like stuck..I can't go forward and I can't go backwards.I live the life of a poet, the poem is always different in someone else's eyes. I changed schools 13 times..I never had a normal life. I didn't trust people with their curious glances and remarks. I'm bitter and cynical. People don't know how to fix a problem if they don't know where to start...this is really long..it shall be my stress free journal..I write to escape life. I write to escape. I should have run away four years ago when I had the chance..I should have died when I fell off the balcony..but instead I lived..I promised that I would live in solitude with myself and I want to ..but I can't cuz I really do like someone but they confuse me more than anyone..