Artificial Happiness (short story)
by Lollypop Apr 6, 2006
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I'm trying to not bring my problems to school. Whenever I'm laughing at someone's joke, all I really want to do is go home. I can't stand being at school. The only reason I go anymore is for my friends. I only have a few, and I'm so grateful for them. I don't think I'll be able to stand one more ting going wrong in my life. If you asked a stranger what they thought about me, they would probably say that I was hyper-active and talkative and happy. Well, I am out in public and in school. but in the sanctuary of my own home, I am often alone in my room crying. I hate to cry alone, but it seems I have no choice. I am telling myself that going to church and praying will help, but I'm not so sure God hears me. He must have a reason for putting me through this, but if He does He has not shared it with me. I am not going to burden my friends. I will continue to live a life of Artificial Happiness. |
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18 years ago
by skye
Its really good i can realate to it and im sure others can to. ttyl
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18 years agoby Nic
I can fully relate to this. If this is how you feel we have something in common. Except for the fact that depression is starting to attack at my outside of home life now. Wait. I don't really have a home. Anyway... You are a great writer, keep it up.
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18 years ago
by anonymous
This is so good! it may not be a poem but you still wrote beautfiully.. thankyou for commenting on my poem, i have added you as a favorite so i can comment whenver you get a new poem, feel free to do the same :)
