It's so painful to see the ones around you suffer. Or just to see them sad. I wish I could cure everyone of their sadness. I'd rather take everything on to myself than to see the ones I love feel pain. Why does the world hate me so? I honestly haven't felt this much pain until 8th grade year. I don't understand why this year is so much more different than the years before. I guess it might be because I've grown up and matured alot, but I think the reason I grew up is because of this year. Right now, I want to push all my problems away... Maybe I'll deal with them someday, but not right now. I'm just not emotionally stable enough to deal with anything anymore. Honestly, there isn't even very much on my plate. I just can't handle things anymore. What's even worse is that I've lost all my innocence... or my naive-ness. I want that back more than anything. I want to be a clueless little kid without a care in the world.