Lately,
the only things on my mind are anger, pain, and his face,
memories of times that made me happy, and reasons why I'm so upset.
There's nothing to motivate me, nothing to bring me joy.
There's fury inside of me, but it comes out in tears.
The first one falls, then the rest start pouring out.
I can't help but think of all the things that get me down.
Friends, guys, school, and life are the reasons for my tears.
Thoughts of divorce, childhood, and what could've been are the reasons they won't stop.
Though I know people will listen to me, I feel like there's no one.
No one to confide in.
No one I can trust to keep what I say a secret.
No one to take what I say seriously.
Humor and jokes are created from everything I say.
I love my life and the people in it.
But of course there are the bad times.
Suicide is not a logical answer.
I'm not one to take the easy way out.
I resolve my problems that come my way.
Nobody said life was easy.
When the bump in the road comes my way,
all I can do is wait for the next day.