The End.

Okay this song is by My Chemical Romance. Remember my scary teenage angst band? Yup, they made the cut again. What can I say? They speak to me. So the song I've chosen is called The End.

Now come one come all to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair
So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see
You can find out firsthand what it's like to be me
So gather 'round piggies and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles I'll expect you won't cry

Another contusion, my funeral jag
Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats to the penitence ball
When I grow up I want to be nothing at all! 

I said yeah, yeah! 
I said yeah, yeah!

C'mon C'mon C'mon I said
(Save me!) Get me the hell out of here
(Save me!) Too young to die and my dear
(You can't!) If you can hear me just walk away and
(Take me!)

Okay, so let's be creative with this one. This kid is seriously depressed. This song is his suicide note. It makes perfect sense. It starts out with him writing about his funeral. Everyone is crying because it's so sad. He talks about himself now, "You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not" He realized that he wasn't who he thought he was and he finally came to terms that he wasn't happy and he killed himself. The next part, "Here's my resignation, I'll serve it in drag" He is saying that he's sure and content with his decision. "When I grow up I want to be nothing at all" He won't live to grow up. Then it proceeds to say "Save me" twice and he's crying out for the help that he never received. "Take me" He's talking to his reaper, asking him to be finished.

All the things I should've said.

I was raised by two parents. I was very lucky to have them both in my life but my dad was not the best at being kind to me. I later found out why but that's beside the point. I grew up in a household where yelling from my dad was normal. He yelled and screamed at us almost more than he spoke to us. since I was about 8, I have resented him for it. Everyone tells me, "well you still love your dad" and "he's still your dad, you have to like him and respect him" but honestly, I cannot stand him. I have so much pent up rage at him because I was raised not to talk back or I'd get yelled at even more. While this is a good trait to have, you should not scare your children into making them respect you because eventually, when they have thoughts of their own and they have people around them to talk to about what their parent does to them, they will resent their parent. I have come to not really talk to my dad about anything and he doesn't understand why I don't tell him things. I don't tell him because he probably would yell at me for all of the things that I would say to him. He can't control his temper and I take completely after my mom. They're divorced now so I am becoming my mother in his eyes. I am just like her and he has the same temper and the same type of arguments with me hat he had with her and I'm tired of it. People wonder why I get so sad and it's because of my dad. I can't stand to be around him. I can't stand him in general. I look back on all of the things I should've said to him and I regret that I never did. I've started speaking my mind around him and to him and we get in a lot more fights now. I just hope it gets better because it's really frustrating tome that he wants me to be open with him but then I get in trouble when I am..

My best friend

My best friend is someone I love. He is the best and the worst thing that has ever happened to me. We met through a social event and we bonded instantly. He is very sweet and he is so kind to me. I can't even explain the connection between us. Our bond is so strong, yet we know almost nothing about each other. Somehow, I feel like I've known him for years. He's my best friend and the love of my life. I can't even explain how I feel about him. He's amazing and perfect and the sweetest, nicest, most amazing person that has ever stepped into my life. I love him and he doesn't love me. I've told him how I feel and for a while he felt the same. He has since cut ties with me in every way except friendship but that's okay. It hurts. It hurts more than anything I've ever had to deal with. I may look happy but I'm not. I miss him. He's so close but he is so far away. He doesn't understand why I'm sad but that's okay too. He doesn't have to understand why I'm hurt. As long as I've got him in my life in any way, I know I'll be alright. The day that I lose him for good will be the day that I lose myself.