- Mom !! - shouted I. - Hey Mom!
But she wasn't there. For some unknown reasons my mom was neglecting me. Shouting , even when I'm innocent. Too much going on ? Maybe. Too much pressure? Sure. It's not easy to work and take care of a child alone , but do I deserve such treatment? I usually don't talk about it and just put on a pair of headphones and sink in the melody of the song that's playing on my iPod.
I'm just looking for someone who will understand me. My parents - they are a dead end case. My friends - not so many anymore. A boy ? What ? I'm not in one of those fairytales, right ?
I look through the window and I see a lot . I see trees , I see people, going to work. I see cars, I see birds. I see pretty much everything so my eyes are pretty much fine. But why is that when I look in the mirror , I don't see myself?
To be continued ...
I'm just looking for someone who will understand me. My parents - they are a dead end case. My friends - not so many anymore. A boy ? What ? I'm not in one of those fairytales, right ?
I look through the window and I see a lot . I see trees , I see people, going to work. I see cars, I see birds. I see pretty much everything so my eyes are pretty much fine. But why is that when I look in the mirror , I don't see myself?
To be continued ...
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