i wanted to die for as long as i lived.never cared about anyone.i am as frail as the next child but chose to portray this secure being that i'm not.never too sure of anything.has more problems than i like to complained about.thrown my cats away just because my skin was sensitive.has ridiculous mood-swings.never knew where i came from.wrote every time i think i felt something,regardless of how stupid that seems.has this pathetic remedy where i compose songs in order to feel special.struggles with wanting to feel special.has been heartbroken one too many times to even admit i'll ever believe in love again.scared of being abandoned even when there's nobody around.can't cope with age.am a terrible self-loather.trying to stay sane.
and yet somehow i grew beyond all this.just to channel these thoughts into a non permanent fixture.
i think i will be fine soon.i know i will.
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