I wish life wasn't filled with so many unanswered questions; who's that person going to grow up to be? Will that person be happy? Will I be happy with what they become. This is all my mind can think about when the people I love so much, pick up there bags and leave to better pastures. I want them to be happy, but all I can do is be self centered and want them to turn around. Its wierd I've always been a lonely person, making my own way through, wiether it be almost impossible to bare or something I just brush off.

But this year I've blossomed to be someone who can't stand to be alone all the time, and I bloomed so late... school ending was chocking for me, a whole section of my life that was meant for making friends had come to a close in front of me before I could even grasp all the straws, I'm not saying that I regret the straws I carry cause those are the most amazing people I could ever ask for, hell I wouldnt be alive without them. But sometimes I wonder if there could've been more