Some things are meant to go unsaid. And this is why they're written instead.
I'm very optimistic about life and I see things as half full, but there are too many times when I feel, quite frankly, like shit. I feel like locking myself in my room and watching as the world pass me by as I stare out of my window. Sometimes, I cry for no specific reason. Sometimes I rant just to alleviate stress. Sometimes, I just don't know how I'm feeling or my reasons for feeling the way that I do. Many people don't know this side of me because they're on the outside looking at my outside. I'm loud, fun, funny, friendly, talented, on the dance and step teams in school, a part of advanced band and I have a lot going for myself. Many don't know how I'm really feeling inside... Shit, I don't know how I'm feeling inside.
