someone

by Denise Aguilar
(pamona)

I've thought a lot and never have I told any one of who I really am. I told one person before but all she thought was that it was about school and homework.

It's hard to open up to others knowing that they don't think like you. So I decided that I'll just be what they'd expect me to be. I don't like it one bit and I am coming close to the point where I cant hold it in anymore. It's scarey, but I keep thinking I'll feel relieved when it happens. To make sure I don't think about it I listen to music of all kind to go with my mood each day. I'll feel lost some times, I don't know if this a good thing to do but it feels alright.

I just wish there was some one just like me who can help me and I can help them, then after I think everything will be ok.