The Outcast

I come from a middle class family. I'm not filthy rich, but at least we're... Well, we pay our bills, we have good facility at home, everything's good. But, still. Around my friends, I'm an outcast. At this position, I'm like Jenny Humphrey in Gossip Girl.

My friends take piano and violin lessons; I learn guitar by myself. They shop in our own version of Bloomingdale's; I shop in Target. They have two shiny cars; I have one little city car. They have the latest notebook computer; I have an old crappy one. I'm different.

Sometimes, I feel embarassed because I'm not like them. That I'm not as loaded as them. When I go to my friend's house that are big and flashy, I remember how different it is from my medium-size and messy home. And when I see their relationship with their parents, it reminds me of how bad is mine with my dad right now. It breaks my heart.

But I will not give up. I will fight for that happiness that money can't buy. I will make Dad realize that he's been acting like an ass to me, that's gonna be a big slap in the face. Money is important; but it isn't everything. I'm gonna get my sweet revenge. I didn't mean it in a bad way, but... I'm done being underestimated. I wanna be taken seriously. Because I'm serious about this.

You might feel that being a 12-year-old must be fun and happy and colorful... It's not always like that. People say "Don't grow up too quickly", but I have no choice. I have to grow up to face these problems. Of course, I have those 'Happy days', but being a kid is not always good. But, how am I gonna solve these if I'm being childish?

Bottom line is; I'm not going to dissappoint myself. They are the one who are going to be dissappointed with themselves. This is my time.

Songs of the entry is every song in my 'Bad Day' playlist.