Well this past week has been soooo terriable and i cba writing much so i will just list whats happened then leave

1.A bright and cheery girl Lauren Murphy in my year passed away on a school trip to London - alot of my friends were close to her and were very upset. My freinds who were in London were a bit shaken up. And its quite shocking, she was just 14 and didnt deserve this. RIP Lauren! xx

2. I found out I would never be seeing my close freind Anthony ever again. Im going to miss him and he never told me he was leaving so I never even got to say goodbye.

3. The Inverkeithing Paper Mill which is literally my whole childhood and family heritage in one building burned to a crisp. Grew up in the mill, my whole family worked there and have done for generations, my great gran emigrated to work there, my uncle was the boss, my Dad worked there for ages, it kinda symbolises happier times in my family, and its gone. (Im thinking of visiting my Great-Grans grave - she worked there and loved the place or go down to Inverkeithing and say goodbye to the place) I wouldnt exist were it not for this mill! Im devastated!!! Only found out via my cousin who lives next to the mill a few hours ago as it was burning. It was 196 years old. Goodbye mill xxx

4. My close friend Sarah has once again been admitted to a phyciatric hospital.

5. There has been plenty of arguements in my family

I’m losing everyone, one by one they drift away to greener pastures with barely a whispered goodbye,
While I’m left to pick up the pieces of a broken dream, sweep up the shards of what could have been perfect,
Bleak nights have been spent pondering this cruel mystery-the merciless act of a damaged society,
I’m losing everyone, they leave, they go, people graffiti works of art for the thrill of the chase,
But I’ve given up chasing.

I’m losing myself, someone I thought I knew, believed in, trusted, now less of friend; more of a foe,
My emotions conflict like a political riot; like a carnival; a carasol of senses whirling in my mind,
I don’t know who I am anymore, what I am, why I am, am I supposed to be a hero, save the world in a single move,
I’m losing myself in obsessive fantasy worlds like a cop chasing the harsh evil criminal of reality,
But I’ve given up chasing.

Its got to be THE crappiest poem i have ever written but i cba so this will do
TBH ive given up chasing. officially. atm ts just me against the world and the world is winning
as you can guess im having a crap week, im in a crap mood and ive had enough