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| xxxxxxxxxx (profile) wrote, on 5-5-2010 at 5:39pm | |
| When I do this, I realize my friends aren't close. When I lash out, it's really misplaced anger. From being angry at myself, my mom, anybody. I've been trying to keep composure. My gate fell today. I feel so dramatic. I feel like it's no big deal, but it is. Well, maybe not to you or your friends. I'm just upset with me. Yeah, just me. Because I control what happens with this life.. and I've done nothing to change it. And I know I won't, and it kills me everyday. I yelled at Shane today for not wanting to go to the mall with me. I got my hopes up about it, and no, it isn't a big dilemma. He didn't want to go, and I got really upset. I couldn't control my anger, and I know he doesn't understand. I know he doesn't understand a lot. Not much about me, actually. But it's like I can feel this anger and hate and.. this almost feeling of betrayal. I can't describe it, other than just pure anger. It's not towards him, and I tell him that. Usually not, anyway. I hung up the phone, and cried. For a good 20 minutes. Not because I didn't get to go buy new summer clothes, or because I didn't get to keep my plans, and not even because I felt like a crazy super-bitch. Not at all. I cried because a realization washed over me. I was angry and hostile because I realized I have no friends here. I have Shane. My mom. And that is all. If Shane doesn't want to go, and my mom is gone.. who do I call? Fifty miles doesn't seem far, but today it does. --- And don't it make you sad to know that life is more than who we are? You grew up way too fast, and now there's nothing to believe.. And reruns all become our history. A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio, and I won't tell no one your name. --- |
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