Words Cant Bring Me Down
Have you ever wondered about any ones actions and why they acted that way. Have you ever thought that someone was one of your most trusted friends and it turns out they really aren’t. I always thought that my freshmen year was the worst and I was all done with the drama of friends and finding my real friends. I guess I was wrong again; nothing is ever going to be good. I thought that senior year was suppose to be the best year, the most fun. All that has been happening for the past month and a half is drama. Every single week there is something new or on going, it never ends, you can’t get away from it. Even if you do it lasts for a day and then it seeks you out and captures you again. Then when try and avoid or stay away from it, someone has to make some more and when you start not to care it starts to affect other things, it is never ending!
Freshmen year was suppose to be the year you find out who your real friends are, the depression, the fight to find yourself, and to stay alive within society. Unfortunately senior year has turned out to be the same as freshmen year. My friends are what have kept me going through the years, being fun and entertaining. Lately I haven’t even wanted to be around some friend’s cause they pull you down and make you feel as though you are worthless. That’s what you call a one sided friend, someone who uses you when they need to talk but then turn you away or shut you down when you need to talk.
I have learned to stay away from these people and to keep things to myself, be my own best friend. When all else false you only have yourself in the end. Why should you be a good friend, if your friends can’t do the same back? Why should you have to act happy when you are not, because people are afraid of the truth or just don’t care about your feelings and worry only about how they feel. People are afraid of what reality really is. They don’t understand that there is something beyond high school. What has happened to the compassion in people, the heart, the feeling of sorrow and the understanding of sadness? Why are people so afraid of it, its not contagious and its part of life that people shun away.
Maybe that is just me and how I see the world, but nothing so far has really been able to change my feelings towards it all.
Marisa