For a Contest
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Dear Girl,
In Four Years Present you will be somewhere lost among the other people in this thing we call life. You problems become only yours and everyone one else become your too. You Never cry though. Not really. You've taught yourself crying is a weakness and you'd never bring yourself to be so weak. Not again. You've been down to the deepest of despair and you plan on never going there again. You have scars. But unlike most people yours aren't on your wrists or in your skin. Their not there from intaking pills. or injecting yourself with medicine that was never meant to be in your hands. They are from deciding that You will never let anyone in. That the pain in your life is yours to bear alone so you put on that smile. That smile on your face is as fake as anything and only you know it. That smile. The one that brightens everyones day. The one that can take the darkest clouds and push them so far they are never seen again. When the only thing you could ever want is someone to come along and push aside those clouds that are hanging above your head. That's where you'll be in Four Years Present. Alone, But happy with your life. Happy that you know the people you do. Happy for everything all the shit EVERYTHING that's ahppened to you. because you know Just why it happened and you don't regret a thing.
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P.s. I know it's not really good.
But it came from my heart
and from everything that's going on
and If I could send this letter to myself
Believe me I would
