My Mom is the only one that understands me and she thinks I'm depressed.
My best friend asks me everyday what's wrong. She thinks I'm just stressed.
Well I guess I'm stressed. I buy myself stress relief lotion and share it with my mom. Mostly she needs it because of me lately.
I don't give her stress the same way most people give their parents stress.
I wish my best friend would understand the reason I'm "stressed" to her is because of her.
I wish the world would understand me better than they do.
My mom and I cried together last Sunday. She's the only one who understands.
My dad thought material items would lighten the mood. He offered to buy me the world.
I didn't want that though. Money can't buy everything.
No one understands. Not even me.
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