Im tired of being let down by the same things over and over again.  Im tired of being pressured by everything with two legs.  Im tired of hanging around with people who have no sense of reality, no care for the future.  Im tired of living in a world that picks and picks at the most pointless aspects of life.  Maybe im just a hippee, but I dont see the point in most of the activities humanity participates in.  Then I voice my opinion, and I come off as that crazy wacko liberal.  The term "too liberal" is most used for hollywood and young entertainers.  Maybe I should live there.  But in hollywood, looks and fashion matter.  Which is the major thing on my "not understood human activities list". 

Im tired of being the bitch of everyone.  And not being in control of how I spend my days.  Im tired of looking at people and thinking of them as superior.  Im tired of screaming my opinion, but no one listens.  The ones who listen just shrug it off their shoulders.  But I dont blame them.  Even if someone disrespects me, slanders me, blackmails me, beats me to a bloody pulp, I have no courage to get angry.  I have no courage to shout out.  I have a phobia of hatred.  Yet I have so much for everyone.

Im tired of getting into the same old fights.  I know im right in all of them, but I cant help but feel wrong?  If that even makes sense. 

I almost want to just pack up and leave this shitty town.  Oh wait, I am doing that.  Only as of now im making the dumb mistake of still continuing school here.  I have the opportunity to leave this town and never look back.  Live a good 45 minuets away from all of my problems.

Everyone thinks two things of me.  Theres the people who see right through me, and notice that im a depressed manic freak.  And theres the people who think im happy.  They think im loving life.  Reality is, I can't act.  I go to school, and I try.  I can't act.  Then, instead of helping me... these people just critisize me, tell me to get over myself... they tell me to move on.  They tell me I have life good.  Yeah sure.  I do.  I get fancy things.  I get money.  woop de doo.  They tell me I NEED to change.  They dont tell me how, they just tell me I need to.