If i knew what was rong i would tell you .... if i could but i dont theres something eating at the endsides of me and its winning over me . I dont know what it is and its killing me because i have no idea how to stop it . you say things that make me smile but on the otherside theres nothing holding me here . the pain inside i have no idea what it is and i have no way to stop what i dont know . if this ends me then the pain will stop then maby we will know a reason of something . people tell me i dont care when they dont understand that its killing me to act like i dont ... maby thats whats rong im not sure . i really wish i knew what was rong so i could fnd a soution from this . maby its that i have been shot down and i have no faith in mysefl im not sure what it is but i never will know what it is never . this will eat at me untill the end or untill it ends me in itself .
this is something i wrote for a friend when they were going thru a hard time she inspired me becasue i felt that theres always someway to fix things even if you dont know whats rong
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