who Am I

Who am I?

                Who am I? I could be someone with different personalities or I could be someone that’s lost inside. The person that’s inside me isn’t what you see one the outside. I could be a dork, a sweetheart, maybe someone that cares only about family and friends and not their self. There are some days I feel like a depressing matter.

                At school I most likely keep to myself unless someone comes up to me and starts to talk to me. I could be fun when I’m in the moment of happiness. Some days I drag on with emotions that take over from thoughts to feelings. I am a loveable person, a caring friend and someone that will always be there.

                At home I am emotionally broken and depressed. There are some days I just sit in my room and not speak. When I am spoken to I refuse to talk because all that will happen is fighting. I write and draw when I am sitting in my room. I never ever speak to anyone unless it’s someone that understands me like my cousin Christine. I am still a caring person, but I hate stress. I may text my friends but that don’t help the fact that I have not seen them in a while.

                When I go to my mom I make tons of fun with my two lovely sisters. I smile with joy and sometimes get depressed but that’s something that I can’t control. I care too much about my family because I’m always making sure they are okay. I worry too much about life and other stuff. Here is where I am a loving person someone that could be their self without anyone judging them. My home town is who I am. That is where I can control who I am, tell my friends what’s going on and not be scared that they’ll get mad at me.

                The person I used to be long time ago is long gone. I had changed and I am still changing until this day. If I had never gone to depression than I would have never know how cruor this world could be. There are something that I what figure out about myself. Am i going to be this way for the rest of my life? Am I still the lovely person I used to be four years ago or have I just faded away from my own life? There are still unanswered questions about myself that I don’t know of.

Reviews

[Henry S]

Thank you for sharing who you are and some of your personal thoughts and feelings (I'm assuming what you wrote was not fiction).

[Janice Fronek(red.panda)]

you are welcome and yes what I had wrote was not fiction it is really who I am and it scars most people