Desperate

I can't stop crying, I keep thinking about how I never got to say goodbye. It's not fair, I should be close to my family. I'm completely alone here, I don't even have a best friend. No one knows me, the real me anyway; I don't even think I know myself. I can't believe I have spent my entire life in increments of two years, not long enough to make real friends, not long enough to have a boyfriend, I've never even had a home. Everything is changing, we might be moving, my grandfather just died, the amount of drama I am being forced to jump head first into tomorrow at school; I just want at least one thing in my life to stay constant...