Burning

It feels like I can't take it anymore. But I have to act like everything's fine and keep going. I'm sick of pretending. I'm tired of being the "quiet girl who never talks." I do talk. But when I do, most of the time I get judged. I get yelled at. I'm sick and tired of people yelling at me and I just have to sit there and not say anything. That's unfair. I think that everyone has a right to a good life. But it's hard when you don't even want to go home anymore because you get screamed at. They promise that they will quit. They never do. It's all lies. It's to the point where I can't believe anyone but myself. I've trusted way too many people in my life and figured it out the hard way. It's pretty bad when you lock yourself in the bathroom and cry your eyes out because you don't know what to do. That's what happens to me. When I cry, the tears burn. The tears are parts of my heart burning. I'm getting ripped apart, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. I can't do what I want. I get told what to do. It feels like I don't even know who I am anymore. I am what other people are making me. When will this be over? When will I be happy again?