AltFang

In every situation, there is a shred of hope, no matter what it is. It is up to you if you decide to chase that hope, or abandon it and leave it to be snuffed out. I won't quit fighting, until i find that hope and hold it tightly!

No matter how many times I tell you, I doubt that you'll listen to me. They ignore me and make me feel uncomfortable, but you don't see that. You call them your friends, but I don't. You probably won't believe me even if I told you what they did. I'm trying to reach out, but they aren't. They're telling me to leave them alone when you aren't around. I don't need this! I thought that you said that I deserved better than this when we moved up in grades.

The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people are the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. But we have to ask ourselves, Why? All because they don't wish to see anyone else suffer the way they did.

I remember when I was little. When things weren't a popularity contest. People weren't hypocritical... That was back then, when people were honest. People spoke the truth to each other, and no one had a reason to lie. Now, it's all different... And it makes me sick. I can hardly stomach looking around at all of the people. Ones whom should be telling the truth make a joke out of it. People "bend" the truth to where it no longer exists. Rumors are considered the truth until someone stands up. No one will ever stand up to the "social normal", they are too afraid. Don't be afraid of what they say. When will this continuous circle of hatred en

All I see are fragments. Pale, tasteless... Dull and dead... Memories of you... of us.. Everything, is it really that pointless? To keep them with me.. When we had fun, when we were laughing. All of the happy and the sad when you were there for me.. What about them?

I want to be the one that you can truly confide. You won't bring me down, I'll keep on trying to help, no matter what.