things I wrote

it hurts

I don't know what makes me feel the way I do, maybe its I have to pretend to be something I'm not. Tough
I'm not a rough guy, I don't like standing up for myself, but with Habit I have too, I can't let him win, even if hes killed me once.
I can feel myself changing, liking more and more things about my life as much as I try not too, I think I attached myself to the one constant in my life, even if hes the one who killed me, maybe it's his face, maybe its the way he reminds me of something that I once had. I want my friend back. I want my brother back. I want to be normal