Not long ago, my friend was talking
to me about her life. She told me about how there are mean
people, and how her parents compare her to others a lot.
She's stressed out about exams, and likes a boy who she
doubts feels the same.
I stood there and listened.
Not long ago, another friend was talking to me about her life. She told me about how she doesn't get on with some people at school. She gets injured a lot because of all the sport she does.
I stood there and listened.
Not long ago, my friends asked me what was wrong with MY life. They told me how whenever they see me, i seem happy. How i get on well with my parents. How they look up to me because i don't get too worried about tests. How i have a boyfriend. How i have many friends at school. How whenever i'm hurt, it's only a scratch.
"I am an optimist." I say. "But i have many family issues. Of course i get worried about tests, i just don't tell you because you'll get more worried. My boyfriend is embarrassed to be with me at school; ignores me; gets moody at me just to get a reaction. Nearly all my friends are fake and i can barely talk to any of them about real things. We're all b/tches. I don't get hurt much on the outside because i'm too damn fat to do sport. Only, i AM hurting inside."
Only i don't say that.
Instead i say, "I'm just lucky i guess."
And then i stand there and listen.
I stood there and listened.
Not long ago, another friend was talking to me about her life. She told me about how she doesn't get on with some people at school. She gets injured a lot because of all the sport she does.
I stood there and listened.
Not long ago, my friends asked me what was wrong with MY life. They told me how whenever they see me, i seem happy. How i get on well with my parents. How they look up to me because i don't get too worried about tests. How i have a boyfriend. How i have many friends at school. How whenever i'm hurt, it's only a scratch.
"I am an optimist." I say. "But i have many family issues. Of course i get worried about tests, i just don't tell you because you'll get more worried. My boyfriend is embarrassed to be with me at school; ignores me; gets moody at me just to get a reaction. Nearly all my friends are fake and i can barely talk to any of them about real things. We're all b/tches. I don't get hurt much on the outside because i'm too damn fat to do sport. Only, i AM hurting inside."
Only i don't say that.
Instead i say, "I'm just lucky i guess."
And then i stand there and listen.
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