This place I'm in is not my home.

I don't like to talk about serious things. I prefer to think about them. I never know how to put my thoughts into words that will do them justice. 

I wish I knew how to though. It would help. I know that talking about my feelings would be able to take a burden off my shoulders. 

But as of now, I'm stuck with all of it. Alone.

I have so much on my mind these days. I don't know how to sort it all out. So many people to please that it's impossible to even try. 

I wish it could be like the movies, just call in to work and tell them you'll be gone and then pack up your bags and leave. Leave to anywhere. Just fly to the beach and rest for a week. Away from the noise and drama of life. When someone finds a life like that, let me know, because I will be the first in line to get one.