Yeah so this is like the third journal i have. hehe. hey maybe i should put my very very cool poems here right now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Death has become my infatuation I think about Him everyday and night He tells me its not my time But i disagree This world, this place I dont belong I'm not happy nor will i ever be Its not my time he tells me "You've got a future" I listen to him but disagree I tell him how I'm headed in the opposite direction Death shakes his head He shows me all my good friends telling me how sad they'll be I think long and hard I'm so confused I dont know what to do Death wont help me either way He says its too soon to claim a young girl's soul He leaves I'm left in darkness alone and confused i fall asleep fast in the empty room ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I seem to be invisable no one seems to notice Sometimes i feel its a good thing but there are times when i do want to be noticed I want to be noticed I want to be known Im tired of being treated as if i werent there This brings pain to the pain i already have I remember times when people didnt know i was there I sit here alone thinking about the things i know i'll never have I fall into a deep quiet sleep I dream about the days the days in which i was happy the days in which i was known suddenly dropping into anonymity the darkness drowns out all my memories leaving only the darkness of dark alon and unknown scared and angry these emotions flood me like an over flowing lake I guess its ok to be invisable no one to bother me and left alone in my own world.