Teenage Thoughts

As much as i hate to
admit it,i’m definitely
not normal. But i alway’s
try to think of it as a
good thing i got a lot of
issues(a lot of messed
up stuff in my head)but
i’m also a very kind and
understanding person. I
won’t say loving or
friendly because first of
all i don’t love anyone or
anything(not even my
parent’s)i like my
mom>like a lot<but that
doesn't mean i love her.
And as for being
friendly,friend's annoy
and upset me almost
everytime, that's why i
hardly go and visit any
of em.i can only tolerate
them at school or social
network's.but after
that i don't really wanna
see them again.is not
like i'm a bad person,i
just got a lot of medical
problem's.i've got
serious anger
management issues(i
got no mirror's in my
room because anytime i
get angry i punch thing's
that's why my hand is
alway's cut)i wouldn't
want to loose control
and do something i
might regret later.and
i'm bipolar-i've got
multiple personalities_
one moment i'm the
cool and innocent
jamillah,the next minute
i'm a completely
different person. And i
got another problem i
don't even have a name
for.i love music and i'd
like to be famous for it
someday but most
time's i can't leave my
house.if i'm among a
crowd i find it hard to
breath and i almost
pass out.i've read
something about that
before but i can't
remember what it's
called. I would like to
just wake up one day
and be a normal
teen,but i guess that'll
never happen.most
times i feel like i should
be a cardio surgeon so i
could help people but i
also feel like going into
anything that allow's
me kill people(probably
the army)i'll like to write
more about my troubled
life but i have other
stuff doing.this is just a
brief look at the
thought's of a troubled


Thoughtful Nd

Each thought of you can hurt my mind, and mess up the sight. 
I can only allow you to leave, just stay responsible for what you did to me, so, When you leave..
Pick your story, Erase your memories, And close the door behind you. 
I don’t want anyone to open it, so, leave it locked, and swallow the key.
You’re evil,  for choosing my rest time to show up surprisingly.
You pop out of nowhere, to remind me of how much I messed up with you, so, please, don’t leave scars. 
All I’m about is missing you, I’m going crazy about you, half of me worried, and the other half don’t know what’s the right thing to do.
How is that even possible? 
To draw sadness on my face, that what makes you special, evil things you do best.
And the hardest part, is you forcing me to keep you…

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Pride is a demon.

Pride is the opposite of humanity.

Pride is a destroyer.

A Proud person is an abomination to God.

Proud people look down on others.

Proud people are adamant to advice.

Proud people ignore corrections.

Proud people never apologise.