A Little Burden Called Life.

                 I want an escape; from life, stress, anything. Just take me far far away. I've been sitting for years now trying to develop a way to make myself happy and make it last. Whats wrong with me? My friends make me happy, but at the end of the day something is going to go wrong. It happens every time. I just wish I can be happy for once and cry happy tears instead of shedding painful or sad tears. I'm sick of it. All my tears in weeks worth could fill up the Gulf if it ever ran dry. If only people knew the pain they put me through, and how I deal with it, then they'll rethink their actions.. I hope. I admit, there are a very low count that have never upset me in a day in my life since I've known them, and I'm glad to have them in my life.
   The main problem I have is that I worry. I worry too much for my own good. I stress because of worrying which causes me to not sleep and I get sick. It never ends. I just lie to the ones I love and say I'm okay and fine when in truth, I'm not. I thought love would be my escape, but its just dragging me down the staircase of stress and depression. Its not their fault. I just worry. I worry about whats happening, if they're okay, where they are, everything. I know its not bad to worry, but worrying to much that it effects you is bad. Like I said, I cannot help it. 
    There's nothing I can do about it honestly. Its their life. I cannot control them as I'd like to. I'll always be me, young and stupid. Forever regretting most things in my life, but hey, that's the wonderful thing called life, right?