What happened to my life,
My friends,
My happiness...?
I don’t have any of it anymore.
No friends, no happiness, and no hope.
I find myself apologizing for being who I am now.
I’m sorry I’m not fun,
I’m sorry I’m so insecure,
I’m sorry I fake my smiles and laughs.
I’m just sorry,
Sorry for it all.
Trust me, I wish I could go back!
Before all these horrible things happened to me...
Before all the bullying,
Before all the abusive relationships,
Before the rapes,
Before all the heartbreak...
Before depression took over.
Back to when I was happy, like TRULY happy.
Back to when I had a real and true best friend.
Back to when the kids in the neighborhood actually wanted to hang out with me.
Back to when I’d throw a house party and people would actually show up...
Now I find myself all alone in my own depressed mess.
