[Vestra]

This piece just speaks my mind... I'm an only child and I have few friends and they don't perfer hanging out with me... so What have I done to make you hate me? I feel so alone... Abandoned... Every person that I've dated but my best guy friend has cheated on me... so Why? What makes you hurt me? . I feel my parents abuse me... my mom threatens to kill me over the simpliest things... so Why? Why do you want me to die?


No One will ever truly know me.
How can they when they never even try,
because I smile they assume I am happy.

No One Knows Me.
I hide behind a mask,
they just never did get it.

No One Knows Me.
It is a difficult task,
always there for people but they are never truly there for me.

No One Knows Me.
Friendships, I have many,
if I do why do I still feel alone in this world?

No One Knows Me.
I guess it is just a curse,
they wouldn't understand.

No One Knows Me.
They wouldn't care,
they would call it a teenage phase.

The emotionless mask will be up forever more,
waiting for someone to take it off of me.
No one will ever truly know me.


If you took time to read this... May the gods bless you.

[Ink Wolf5]

I can't even begin to know how you feel, so I am not even going to say so. But you also remind me of a character from a book (please don't take this personal, it gets better) her mother dies and her dad blames her for it and she runs away. The girl goes to a magical island (the story is fiction) where you don't age and stays there for a long time. She is teased because she doesn't have a 'magical talent' later on she finds it and she is a special shape shifter. What I am really trying to say is, sometimes the best things are worth waiting for, it may not be easy and it may not even get better, but sometimes all you can do is wait. (sorry for the long post )

[Vestra]

No its fine, I really appriciate it... but I have waited and im honestly at the point that I would propose to the guy I eally really like... Im in a situational despariety.

[Miyazaki]

This is a beautiful drawing, and your poem is so meaningful. I can partially understand how you feel. I've been bullied for the past three years cause I'm really over-emotional, I can get angry or upset over the smallest things, and the fact that I have obsessive compulsive disorder doesn't help. Since I get angry really easily, people think it's funny to try to get me angry on purpose. I get upset and end up yelling at them and getting in trouble with my teachers, when nobody understands that I really can't help it. I can barely help doing a lot of things cause of my OCD. Ignore them, ignore them, they all say, but if someone calls you a name, or just plain treats you badly, it's just an initial reaction to defend yourself. People just don't seem to like me because of it, but it drives me crazy when people tell me to "calm down!" They all seem to judge me, without seeing how I am when I'm not angry or running out of the classroom crying. I'm just a quirky kid who prefers being alone than with others half the time, cause I'm just not amazing at getting along with people. My science fair partner ditched me after she offered to work with me and without consulting me at all, she just dropped the bomb, and my science teacher said it was something about "behavior". But I didn't do anything that I or anyone was aware of. Typical. So typical.