its like the place I once called home, don’t seem like home..

I feel so hallow in this house, its like some how I hear the laughter’s echoing but I know its all is gone for real this time .

Its like the happiness has been drained out. Nothings the same.. every time I come back the less I recognize this walls,

the people never change.

I never understood why everyone said that this place actually smothers you slowly,

I know a lot of people that have moved away and when they come back they hate it here.

Its not really the place so much, more like the people, I mean those who actually moved away changed a lot, guess cause they see the world so to speak, and they moved forward in life.. but when the go back “home” its like going back to the past, nothing ever changes, the people are still around, still doing all those crappy mistakes, still never learn their lessons, still not moving forward in life still having that one track mind.

Don’t get me wrong I love coming back home, seeing my friends, family and all..

But just something’s that use to hurt / pissed me off still haven’t change.

I know this person for my entire life, and still nothing ever changes that person breezes through life not caring, not taking responsibilities for his actions, not even trying to change.

Basically I hate coming home because of this one person, who affects the lives of all 5 people, and everyone around..

I know he knows how much he hurt them, I know he knows what he is doing is wrong.

Something so wrong.

But still he lives his life in denial making as it nothing is wrong, as if his innocent. I don’t hate him. I’m just sick of it, I’m sick of trying to stand up for him, I’m sick of watching people I care about so much get hurt, I’m sick of listening to other people telling me about him, I’m sick of watching him make as if nothing is wrong, I’m sick of his mistakes and how its affecting me and the rest, I’m sick of feeling so numb! Feelingless, I’m sick of it. If I’m at the point where its enough.

I cant imagine her.

I cant imagine her staying, going though this same shit over and over again. And still sticking around, just so the others ,won’t be sad or affected. im sick of you going through all this shit AGAIN… enough is enough.. time to move on.. yea, people at “home” don’t change…

but be different.

Make a difference this time.. time to take a stand..