Confusion

I sat on my bed, head back and eyes staring at the ceiling. I was going back to school soon so I hoped I could get my act together. Whenever my Dad talked to me I would get so angry, there really wasn't a reason for it either. He just had to smile at me and I was cursing at him in my head.

When I wasn't mad, I felt sort of lost, confused. I watch movies and read stuff to get my mind off of it. But it's always there in the back of my head. It felt like something was missing.

I've also noticed that I forget things easily now. You can tell me things more than once for two days, but I just don't remember it. With my mom I always feel fine, but those times aren't often. I get mad at everything I do, like it's just not good enough. I cry too, but I don't know why. There's no reason for it, I just feel empty.

As I lean forward on the bed my short brown hair falls in my face. My eyes aren't blank, but I don't really talk anymore. I find myself looking around the room I'm in but not thinking about anything. If I take my glasses off the first thing I notice are the black circles under my eyes.

I just can't figure out what’s wrong. I hide my emotions so well no one notices. But it just leaves me feeling emptier than before. A tear stains my cheek as I look at the floor.

"Help me."