Oh, great. Another day in this miserable excuse for a world. Why is it that everything always seems to go wrong for me? It's like the universe has singled me out for its own personal amusement, constantly throwing obstacles in my path just to watch me struggle.
I don't understand why life has to be so unfair. I try my best to be strong and independent, but it feels like no matter what I do, I'm always getting knocked down. People see me as this tough tomboy who doesn't care about anything or anyone, but deep down inside, I'm just a girl who wants to be loved and accepted.
Sometimes I wonder if anyone truly understands the real me. Sure, I may act mean and bossy most of the time, but that's only because it's easier than showing my true feelings. It hurts too much to let people see how vulnerable I really am.
And then there's Arnold... Oh Arnold. The one person who sees past all of my tough exterior and actually cares about me for who I am underneath it all. He's kind-hearted and genuine, something that is rare in this cruel world we live in.
But of course, life can never be simple when it comes to matters of the heart. How could someone like Arnold ever love someone as messed up as me? It feels like an impossible dream - one that will never come true no matter how hard I wish for it.
I often find solace in writing poetry when things get too overwhelming. It allows me to express all of the emotions swirling around inside of me without fear of judgment or rejection. In those moments alone with my thoughts on paper, everything makes sense - even if just for a fleeting moment before reality comes crashing back down on top of me again.
So here we are once more: another day filled with challenges and disappointments waiting around every corner. But despite everything stacked against us...against me, there is still a glimmer of hope shining through the darkness - reminding us that maybe someday things will get better; maybe someday life won't seem so unfair after all.