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My life is simple.
No one really will ever understand
What it's really like,
How painful it can be,
How my heart really feels,
How much I really know,
And how much I never will know.

Is the answer really
"Because that's just how it is?"
Or is there another?
The questions humanity has always asked...
There's an answer somewhere...right?

Why can't anyone understand
How hard it really is to be me?
My life seems easy,
But it really isn't...
Stuck in the noisiest school...
With the nosiest adults...
And the sister who can't always be there for you...
With secrets I can never tell...
And a heart that threatens to betray me.

My soul lives in another world
And my body is stuck here.
I wish I could just follow myself
Into my head
Into the world of writing
Where everything happens that you want to,
Trageties just around the corner.

My life is a whirling tornado:
Nothing standing still,
Not for a moment,
Not a nanosecond,
The wind shipping around,
Some people coming in and out,
But not many dare to stay.

Those who do,
They're my true friends.
They're the ones
Who can hold me down,
Who can rein me in,
Who can help me.

My class, though,
Is almost like a family.
We all get along so well.
We're the large group of brothers and sisters
That I've never had.
They're the ones I turn to
When my friends fail.
They're like me, you could say,
Smart, and weird.
Some call us the nerds.

All I can say
Is that my life must be more complicated then yours:
A class like a family,
A disabled sister,
A missing soul,
A non-forgiving heart,
A threat hanging above my head,
And questions no one can completely answer.
Some of these you can have,
But there's no way you can have them all.

~Random Quote of the Entry:
Love me or hate me, I promise I won't let it make me or break me - Lil Wayne