(I'm starting a chain, i guess. things i wrote in the back of my marryatville book)
(p.s marryatville high is a school in adelaide, australia)
Seeing the happy people
dohappy things,
a sense of insecurity steals over me.
NOW,
I don't know who they're talking about,
me or someone else?
That incident that happened today,
made me lose all sense of belonging.
I'm still, desperately,
trying to fit into this jigsaw.
I don't know what to feel,
I don't know what to say,
to that someone
whom i wronged.
I'm sure tomorrow,
I'll be all alone again.
Will I ever belong?
written on:
29mar, sometime after 2pm.
writtenin2/5classrooom.