Dear Diary,
Its Friday, 8:42 pm, I am Fed up. Fed up of my home life. My parents hate me, My school's like fighting for my life.
Everyday i seem to fight a war against my parents. They cant stand the person staring back at them. I go to school to get away from it all. But it doesnt end there, the names start to rise. The bulling starts to descend. I cant take it anymore, I just want it to end. I come home, to a bomb sight of yelling. I run up to my room, Trying to get away from it all. But it never stops, Not even my ipod can drown them out. I sing to myself....
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Mommy I’ll do anything,
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Daddy please don’t leave.
I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away
Don’t wanna go back to that place, but don’t have no choice, no way.
- Lyrics From Family Portraite By Pink.
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I know what your thinking, Just another scene kid crying for attension, I think not. This is the only place i can get everything off my chest without people judging me, (well i hope anyways) If you likw my blog then please Follow, Hype and Comment. Im a good advice giver. so feel free to message me. I shall post whenever i can, it might just be a diary entery, Or a poem, Or even just a few picks. Any suggestions just comment below.
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Thanks for reading, Means alot. ♥
