When I was 2 my parents were divorced. I'm grown up now, celebrating 13 today.
Every night I'm sad. All day it's a struggle not to cry.
People say I'm happy when deep under, I'm just wearing a mask. I miss leaving my loved ones, to go to another house, but I get through it.
After going between parents, for 8 years, my dad moved on and met someone different. She's a real jerk, I hate her so much, and her kids. They tease me, call me names, but yet I'm still expected to smile and be nice.
My mom met someone too. They got married and had two little kids. I love them with all my heart, but they cry when I leave. I do too.
Life's not fair, I know that, but sometimes I just want people to understand, but no one does.
To all the parents out there, if you are divorced, be there for your child, and if you children are sad, just think about all the good things in life. Don't cry, move on, it will get better.