In my apartment building, I hear screams, day and night
Sexual screams, screams of domestic abuse, screams of angry parents and terrified children
And I feel sorry for them, and I feel helpless.
I wonder if they pay attention to the screams that come from my apartment.
There's a battle fighting in my mind, I feel like I should've never told you my biggest secret.
You're my best friend but you tend to tell people about things I don't want them to know.
I always keep your secrets a secret....
But my secret is basically a life or death situation.
Please don't tell.
As much as I want to submit a secret about how depressed I've been feeling lately, I have a better one.
When I'm home alone, I like to run around the house like a horse.
I trot, sometimes extending it and pretending I'm a dressage horse.
I'm 17 and see nothing wrong with this :).
My two best friends are like sisters to me.
They both have secrets, reasons to be the way they are.
One was raped when she was little, and has extreme depression.
The others father left her when she was little, and her mom's boyfriend is a complete jerk.
I have a good life, especially compared to them.
Then why do I just want to die?
I'm so weak.