Judging me

I am not entirely perfect. I experience what most of teenagers do. I have things that I wanted, I have to achieve everything to get something. I judge myself, and yes I am not perfect. I can see things clearly. I hate feelings, I hate sarcasm. To be clear, I hate just about everything in life. I wish I could just push a button to make my whole life a lot more easier. But there isn't. I am dealing with myself everyday, waking up in the morning, school, work, chores and etc.

Friends. Yes, those people who claimed to be there for you whenever you need them. To be sure, they lied. I choose only a few people to be there for me. But "bff" seems not to be always there for me. I learn the fact that you can't deal with yourself alone. Someday, there's someone who always be there for you. The one who helps you through everything. And I'll wait for that day. I'll wait for it. Cause I;m not strong anymore. I'm falling down and I can't help myself saying BE BRAVE anymore. x