wanna know the truth… the truth is that i’m not okay; i put on that happy face and fake smile to make everything seem okay; i come home and lose it; i cry often; my world is falling apart around me; i cant afford my tuition this semester; i was finally accepted to the college of my choice and in the program of my choice and have to forfeit the spot; i cant even substitute this year because i cant afford the fingerprinting, background check, and substitute paperwork; my heart breaks every time i think about it, but this is my future; its all i can think about; jason keeps telling me that we will figure something out; truth is, its already figured out, just not in my favor; i’m not okay; i wont be okay; i cant pretend anymore; i’m sorry, but this is the truth…