I hate this.

I don't want 6th grade to end this way:

Fights. Drama. Rumors. Long conversations that make you cry tears of sorrow.

I want it to end with:

Laughs. Craziness. Tears of joy. And just happily hanging out with my friends.
Nobody being left out.

These days, I just want to scream until I lose my voice.
Although, my voice is never heard.
Only the "specifics" hear my words, and try to help me out.

It's alright if they don't understand me.
Because I don't even think one person in this world, is willing to be smart enough to do that.

God, help me.