I don't blog.

Normally I don't blog. I'm not a good writer either. I'm not even trying to fit in with the crowd of people that have started blogging.
I guess I just want to express how I feel and tell people how I feel without actually telling them face to face, weird but meh, I guess we've all been there.

I wish I didn't have to work so hard. It's summer after all, why aren't I enjoying the beach or hanging out with friends... Why am I stuck working? Nobody's to blame I guess and I'm really working towards this laptop. Never have I been so motivated to get anything... it's kind of sad really given the fact that I'm not getting paid (working for parents, which is all good because I'd rather help them keep this family alive financially then stay home anyway) and I come home only to add a couple of more bucks to my savings. In the end it will be worth it, I know it will.

Sometimes you make me want to break all the keys on my piano.
Sometimes you make me want to slash my wrists out of pointless depression.
Sometimes you make me feel worthless and a waste of time.
Which is all overcome by the fact that
You light up my world,
You understand the type of person I am.
You allowed me to break down the walls around my heart that were made to keep these types of feelings out.
You're the one who makes me cry.
You're the one who makes me sad.
You're the one who makes me mad.
You're the one who makes me laugh.
You're the one who makes me strong.
You're the one who gives me hope.
You're the one who makes me, me.