Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself...

Oh, as we share this simple night
Do you understand that I
I could never tell a lie

So we all know by now
That you are, you are your favorite thing
Oh when I hear you coming now

So please allow me to introduce myself
I'm the one that you talk about
Can't imagine if you held me any tighter
It will be just as easy to leave me to let me go

Why hello there Fernella, Havent seen you in a while.

I don't even know.

There's a person living in my brain. And her name is Aurora Willow Blair Jones. And She is the other Margaret. The one who speaks without regret. The one who takes over when I slam a door on my arm. Or.. Do other stuff. 

You know, Life could be a lot worse, dad.

I could be into drugs. But im not.

I could be into drinking. But I'm not.

I could be sleeping around. But I'm not.

I could be smoking. But I'm not.

I could be taking a lot of pain killers.. But I'm not.

Instead.

I keep my grades up.

Pay attention in class.

Socialize.

Listen to the right music.

Wear the right clothes.

Wear the right amount of make-up.

Do my hair the proper way.

Sit the proper way.

Eat Six+ times a day. (Even when i can't handle anymore)

Brush My teeth twice or more times a day until my gums bleed.

Dont do drugs.

Don't constantly think of ways to piss you off.

I don't go off with any guy.. Even though thats what everyone thinks

I don't yell at people when they say something to make me want to .......

I don't yell at Seby when he throws my book on the floor or calls me a whore.

I try to breathe when I feel like having a panic attack.

I try not to get sick so i dont miss school.

I don't text 24/7. and when i do, its appropriate things.

I tell the truth and try not to lie.

So tell me, why do you keep locking me up at home?

Why do you keep checking in on me every two seconds? I'm not Suicidal anymore. That's one promise I've managed to keep.

Why do you care if i have a blog? Do you not accept that i have a crapload of feelings and your negligence is not helping? 

Better Question:

And this is to everyone i know:

Why are you acting like you care?

Because it's obvious my life is just a game.

And we all know that every game

Ends.