"Diary of Sommy Kay"...

Hey Dee, How are ya? I really need to talk to you. I brought you with me cuz I need someone I can tell my personal stuff to. I mean, stuff I can’t tell anyone else. I’ve missed you so much Lord knows that and I really need to talk to you. I’m hurting right now . I feel like crying buckets. I just feel like letting go but I know I can’t cuz I’m in school.(not at home where I could hide myself in any corner and cry my eyes out…it helps….u know right?) I don’t like the people in this school!! “tufia kwa”. Trust me I don’t. it feels like everyone here is trying so hard to frustrate my life. They are tampering with what I built on, I mean, what I spent weeks, months even years to build and they are trying to crash it to ground level in the shortest possible time. They are tampering with my self dignity and its hurting me. I feel pain, I feel hate, I feel the tears running down my throat as they can’t get out of my eyes(well I won’t let them anyway. I won’t let them see me cry). Now even the little things which usually would not matter to me now do. I’m so sensitive….haven’t actually seen anyone who understands me in this world save my bestfriend Amy, you and my reason for existence Jesus. I actually really had second thoughts of sharing this with you cuz I’m scared someone else would see this. People make me feel insignificant all the time. Like I’m a pest in a corn field, like I’m causing an added weight on that of the earths mass and this happens…I don’t know. Could it be cuz I walk with people who are sorts of celebs, if you know what I mean. Whenever we walk, people cant stop giving them somuch attention and I keep feeling smaller and insignificant…