Looking in the mirror

On the outside looking in, I realize I’m not the same person I use to be. There once was a time where I was fully of joy and long range goals. During that time I did whatever I could to reach my goals. Now, I present myself with goals and slack off instead of pushing through. It’s been like this since 9th grade. The first year I felt alone. My dad passed away two years prior and I felt as if my mom didn’t understand. I came home and we had many disagreements. When I went to school, I found out the one guy I trusted and liked, used me and when he was done, he shared things that should’ve been kept sacred. To this day in 11th grade, those secrets have haunted me and only got worse when I trusted another guy…

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