geoclyn and monique...

i needed you today.
i've needed you ever since i got home.
i called,
and i called,
and i called,
and you both didn't answer.

it wouldn't have mattered most days...
but today,
i really needed you.
and you weren't there.

i laid in my bed and cried,
and i called,
and you weren't there.

i took those pills to forget,
and i called,
and you weren't there.

i laid down,
shaking from the high,
and i called,
and you weren't there.

i don't know what else to say.
other than that...
i needed you today,
way more than i do on most days...
and you weren't there,
and i fell apart today...
i needed you.
but you weren't there.

he hit me... he hit me today. i came home from school and my uncle was pissed about something, i have no idea what it was. maybe it was everything. but none the less, he was pissed, and i always have an "attitude". so he hit me in the face, then he pushed me to the ground. he told me that i am a disgrace to my entire family. he told me that i will never do anything in life but fuck up. he told me that he feels bad that my father has me as a daughter. i cried. i ran to my father, crying. i told him that my uncle had hit me, and he asks me what i did wrong. he asks me what i did to provoke him. he told me that it was my fault, and he told me not to make my uncle mad. he told me to apologize. i locked myself in my room and did what any normal teenage girl would do, i sat in my closet and cried for hours.

thank you for being there for me. best friends forever.