Just Me

This isn't really a poem or anything I just wanted to get it out there


I try to sort things out but it's one of the hardest things to do for me. I think but I have no direction. I can't keep myself straight. I feel like I always have to be happy or everyone judges me. "God, why are you so mad all the time, brighten up." It's sick the way people put labels and judge others on things but I do the same thing. I am constantly judging people and I hate it. If I knew that people were judging me I would be so upset. I mean, I know that people judge me, I am pretty ugly. Does anyone else ever think about what others think of you or is that just me? Does anyone think about me? Like oh that girl's pretty cute from math huh? And then I'm like what are you thinking Tar, no one thinks that. I am just another face in the crowd. Might as well just be a number. That's all everyone is just a number. But of course now I am being way to negative. Life is about being happy right? I mean if you really think about it it really isn't worth being sad. Idk. I hope someone reads this. I just wish I knew where I was going to be in exactly 4 years from now. How great would that be? To know what was going to happen.