Walls

Its hard...no one said it was
easy...well my parents did
they told me that i have it
easy. But i don't no one does.
If it is not your friends
fighting with you its your
boy friend or girl friend
fighting with you...if it
is not them then its your mom
or your dad...or your family.
No matter what i do....no
matter where i turn...no
matter who i talk to...
I always end up hurt...always.
I always end up hurting
others which hurts me....
Deciding to put up these
walls and keep them up is my
idea now....that my heart has
been ripped more than once...
twice...three times...more
than that.
People that put up the walls
some times want to see who
cares enough to try to tear
them down.

by Tonya
posted on 04/03/2008