Its been years since I went to a prom. I went with my guy friend. No one else asked. I was never that pretty when I was young. I was the big haired fat friend. Is it too late to ever begin again? I often wonder that. My brother and sister had tons of dates. I had practically none. Guess I didn’t shine as brightly as them. Truth is? I’m tired of being in their shadows. I want to be my own person. Shine my own light. I had many friends. But now? Not so many.
I get guys. (if I pay and buy them gifts) I’m tired of it. It doesn’t count if you have to buy a person to be with you. Its sad. So here I sit. Broke and just tired (and alone) as usual.
Wanna know another secret? My sister is tired of me. I can’t say i blame her. I’m tired of me to. I just am. I want to turn over a new leaf. And heal my life. I just have to figure it out.
