I write because sharpies have a story to tell.

I write because the sharpied words on the bathroom wall have a story to tell but they don't know how. Because i know how it feels to be let down, to be alone, to have been pushed around. I write because I let a guy walk all over me. Tell me who to be, with his charming looks, his catchy words and his clear deceit. I write because I've secluded myself from the world. Just the average girl, in the back of the class, the one with friends but still the outcast. I write because I'm the one who looks so happy. Spend my days shut up in my room feeling crappy, cuz my friends aren't real. Whoops. I write because I'm not sorry for the things I feel. I'm sitting here saying what's real, people getting sad, people getting mad, do I feel bad? Nope. They should've been real! I write because I need an outlet. My alter ego is Dark and sarcastic, sick of Highschool crap, want to live a life I can call fantastic And mean it. I write because I have so much to say if you'd hear me. Seems like this world is on fast forward, nobody stops the fast paced livin to sit down, to even be near me I write because I have dreams of being known as a famous film maker. However no one takes my dreams seriously, no one even really listens to me. But one day I'll have a taker. Yes one day I'll have a taker. One day I'm gonna make it.