Sick of everything

by cookie   Apr 12, 2006


I can't wait till the day i leave home
i can't take all this crap anymore
they make me feel so stupid
it's like i don't even matter
because i can't ever do anything right
and i never will
no matter how hard i try i will never be good enough
i am not a good daughter, sister, friend anything
and i never will be
because i don't know ow to be
i am not used to being a daughter because growing up my parents didn't care about me
they didn't even notice if i was alive or not
the reason i am not a good sister is because my brother always treats me like s***
so i don't know how to be nice to him
and the reason why i am not a good friend is because i won't let myself get to close to anybody
because i have been hurt to many times
and i figure if i can just keep my distance from everybody i won't get hurt ever again
because i am so sick and tired of getting hurt
and i wish it would all just stop at home
i am tired of feeling like i will never amount to anything
i wish i could find someone that would make me feel good about myself
just once in my life i want something good
and it will never happen

i know i am not very good at writing yet but this is just me venting. but i would appreciate it if you would comment:)

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  • 18 years ago

    by yoursforevermore

    This is really sad and you dont have to be a good writer to let it all out. that is the one thing that will help you live you have to let it all out and if you ever need anyone to talk to i am here for you.

  • 18 years ago

    by zoe

    Its a good rant. its full of emotion. i know how your feeling honey. its so hard to see the good through the bad, but you have to believe that someone special is waiting for you out there. that one person that will always make you smile, no matter what. the one person that will always understand. i know its hard, and doesnt seem to make any sense, but to find them you have to be brave. lifes all about putting your feelings out there and hoping against hope they dont get trampled on. but they do. 9 times out of 10 they do, but its about reaching out, waiting for the one that reaches back. all the pain is worth it in the end. i promise. im here if u wanna talk. xxx

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