When the moon met the sun.

When the moon met the sun there were technicolor rays spread across the horizon. From fiery pinks and oranges to the darkest shade of blue, all of the colors intertwined into a massive canvas of light, but a sunrise only lasts for a moment and then, the sky is entirely overtaken by daylight. Right at this moment, that is how I feel; overtaken by an unstoppable force. What this force is, I don't know, but it is making me feel like a worthless waste of a life. My mom is 110% lit for the 5th night in a row. My "best" friend has abandoned me out of hatred. My "friends" at school, well the quotation marks are self explanitory. Honestly, there are few highlights in my days, but still, when I step over our property line, I put on a smile and enjoy life even if it sucks. I wish every person in the world could do that. Happiness and kindness should be involuntary actions. Even the church sermon said that the tongue is as sharp as the sword and twice as deadly. What do you think?