It passes quickly, loudly, solemnly.
When your life is a train wreck, you live a life of nothingness.
A life of sorrow.
It makes me sad to say, but every day of my life passes without a thought.
I don't really kow why or how my life got the way it is. It morphed before my very eyes. My mom and dad fought, then suddenly got divorced. My mom found a new man and my dad a woman.
I only have a few friends at school.
I had always hoped... hoped to lead a happy, carefree life.
There goes that idea.
Again, my life is a train wreck.
I hardly get to see my big brothers, I only get to go over to my dad's every other weekend, at my mom's house, Mother leaves for a day or so at least once a month.
I would give anything to lead that life I wished for. That life I hoped for. Not this train wreck I have. How come I deserve this? How come anyone deserves this?
How come I am the way I am?
By that I mean why have I grown more angry and spiteful, instead of my goofy and jubilant self?
What is happening to me?
Sometimes, I just want to spill my life out. So now, I'm spilling my train wreck out... to you. It's a load off of my chest, realy, to let everyone knwo that life I live. Thanks.