This is probably he deepest story I have written, so far.Simon Dominic is a South Korean rapper-songwriter, and was the co-CEO of the hip-hop record label, AOMG, from 2014 until he resigned in 2018. I know I will have many battles to come in the future, and I am prepared for it. I've had many battles that I've won and many battles I have lost. I see my scars from all the cutting I have been doing. Go away before I get a gun and shoot you with it." I hear him walk away. I want to help you." "I don't need your charity. *Cough, cough uncle Simon.* Someone knocks on my door and they say, "It's Zayn can I come in?" I say, "no I don't want I deal with all the shit you have to say." "Mackenzie come on. At least I can kinda appreciate myself, unlike somebody I know. I say, "Well maybe I act like that because my brother was put down, my best friend died when I was in eighth grade, I was abused all through out school, my mother and father pasted away, and you hate me! You never even ask what I'm doing! You're a total dick! You don't even appreciate me for who I am!" I go in my room. I wanted to change her, to be a better person, but I couldn't." I walk out of my room. He says, "Mackenzie isn't gonna get anywhere in life. I never accused myself for writing good song lyrics.) I stop writing. ![]() It kills you inside.' (I wrote this song. I write, 'The saddest feeling comes from a place you don't wanna go it takes control over you and you don't even know. Why does everybody hate me? Well, I don't blame them because I hate me too. Uncle Simon says, "Mackenzie be nice." "No." "Mackenzie that's it I can't deal with you anymore! You can go to your room and do what you want! I don't care anymore!" Lewis, I mean Louis says, "Hi." I don't reply. Get your arse down there or I will call your body guard Richard." "Fine." I stand up. Socializing isn't my thing." "Well too bad now go downstairs." "I said no." "Mackenzie why are you so difficult. I say, "What?" He says, "get up an go downstairs." "No. I don't feel like dealing with any shit right now that's why I'm in my closet. Even when I want to kill myself I still like it. Depression shows me how to work through things by myself and learn things. After, she pasted away I became depressed and I started cutting myself. The only person who was nice o me was my best friend Sara, but she pasted away when I was in eight grade. People would trip me, beat me up, or hurt me. I don't even like love or miracles because its all fake. In the end everyone always ends up dying. I don't know this place, I don't even know myself. Uncle Simon says, "Mackenzie it would be nice of you to join us." I say, "Well I'm not nice." His eyes widen and says, "you know yore in pajamas, right?" "Yeah whats your point." I'm the queen of sass. Uncle Simon says, "Mackenzie this is Harry, Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Niall." I nod my head. I dyed my hair winter blue, I act like someone who I don't even know, I'm an idiot, and I'm basically going insane slowly. Who am I kidding?!? I'm an ugly whore, nobody will ever love me, including me. ![]() When I cry in front of somebody it will be my true love. The only person who should see me cry is the love of my life. My mother said to stay strong and never let anybody see me cry. ![]() After, he was put down I almost went into insanity. I knew it wasn't healthy for me I love him, but I still did. He would torture me, but I still love him. I don't know how or what made him go insane. He was put down because he basically went insane. Well this isn't suppose to be my life, it's more like hell. If my mom was still here she'd lay in bed with me till I fell back asleep. I have nightmares of that happening each night. The memories of the drunk driver hitting into us. I get my McDonald's and go back upstairs. I don't even know who the hell I am anymore. Uncle Simon says, "I got dinner." I walk downstairs. I want to kill myself, but each time I try I fail. I was forced to move here with my Uncle Simon. Nothing feels like home ow because mom and dad were killed in the car accident.
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