i NEVER THOUGHT

I always knew I didn’t fit in. I could go from being the girl who just hung out with everyone in every group, to being the tag along in every group. It never mattered. I knew I didn’t have too long here, I didn’t think I’d survive for this long anyways. Sometimes I think its better not to survive. I’m no suicidal, just thinking about the lack of burdens. Sometimes I feel like I can hear them thinking, “Why is she here? Why can’t she go around with someone else”. I don’t really care anymore. I don’t really know. I know that as soon as I get to Switzerland, I have to do this all over again. Another 10 groups I’m –not- part of. I don’t really want to do it all over again.