Life

I saw him again today It was the way it used to be Or I thought I seen it that way He touched me there like before It took me to the deep dark place Though it wasn't the way I remembered How does depression feel on a person I don't know, how would I truly know Is it when someone cuts deep into the skin I always thought that was a call to be noticed Though I would never do such a horrible thing Only because I'm to chicken to feel the pain I saw my father for the first time at seventeen He was pretty much how my mother described I wasn't sure how to feel or react as we were driving Or even what kind of conversation to have with him My first thoughts were "why" did he leave me behind Then I thought does it even matter to me about the answer Or does he even care about how many times I woke up crying Does he want to know if I take drugs or drink or smoke weed Or even if I'm a virgin or not, and does he even care about that I'll be going back to school next week where I can be me again My mom will be alone again, I feel sad, but I can't stay home I want to do the right thing for her, but I want to make me happy I watch my friends at parties as they are taking their drugs I wish my life was more like the movies where things end happily And the angels swoop down and rescues everyone like me 5 16 2012 6 am Wed