Kylee. In so many ways I hate her. She is too loud, too obnoxious, too happy. So much my opposite. Yet I have to ask, why is it I hate her so much? Am I truly just jealous? Jealous of the happiness she is so overflowing with, the happiness that is so absent in myself?
Then again, I've always hated loud people, and I myself have never been loud. And who wants to be obnoxious? I just want to be happy. I hope with all the hope I have left that this isn't how I am supposed to feel. Do I even have a right to feel this way?
I'm always looking out the window, watching other people's happiness and waiting for my own.
