In the year of 2011, I had 93 posts. In the year of 2012, I had 30 posts.
...
I could blame high school but really it's just my laziness. And the fact my depression is a wild roller coaster ride of weirdness.
But yeah.
I've changed a lot even in just two years. It's... strange.
luckily it's been mostly for the better.
...
Yup. This is a rather unsubstantial post.
I can make up for it with a poem. Maybe.
Do I have one I haven't shared yet? I probably do...
Or I could do an old one... noo. that's not cool.
maybe I could write one.
ehh.
Okay I found one. I posted it on Facebook originally. But here it is (and it's recent!):
I just want to curl
up and cry,
Be weak on the
outside.
But I just smile like
I'm alright,
Pretending I'm
dancing in the light.
Because I look around
and see the pain,
And say, "They
have it worse than me."
I have a home,
family, friends,
I'm not rich but we
make our ends.
I still want to cry.
There are days I wake
up hoping to die.
But my problems are
tiny, they don't count,
So I fake a smile, I
pretend I'm alright,
But is being the
strong one, the kind one, really worth the fight?
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