your cries, your lies, your goodbyes

today i left school with a troubled and heavy heart. school just gives my problems a whole new reason to surface. unfortunately the person who i thought would always be there for me a) cannot be bothered with me b) has no time for me. so right now i am sitting in my room with curtains drawn doors closed, writing a postcard and hoping that god can hear me. i have to learn this the hard way.

2007, please be a little more kind to me.