Life sucks sometimes.
People say it gets easier but I don't ever imagine it getting better.
I mean I do, but it's just my imagination.
It's not like it'll be real.

I feel like everything I want is slipping through my fingers, and it's getting harder to hold onto.
I feel like the only person I can talk to already slipped through.

What am I supposed to do?
I'm nice to everyone, I'm not mean, I try not to be...
How am I supposed to go on like this?

Everything's so hard.
There's so many people I could talk to but I feel like they're never available, physically and emotionally and mentally and everything in between!!

I should stop thinking about myself.
People have it worse than me!
But, when it's you, that doesn't seem so true.

Alright, journal. Goodnight. I'm off to bed.
I needed all that off my chest.
¡Adios! :)

~España

P.S. I've thought it cool to sign my name!! Pretty cool, huh?