You know what's funny? I remember when I was little, I used to watch the movie Annie. I remember laughing at her desperation, wanting to 'get her out of there.'
I understand that desperation now. Get me out of this nightmare, please. Anyone. I just want to wake up.
Things don't even look real anymore. Everything looks surreal. This has to be a really long nightmare of some sort.
I keep saying stuff that doesn't matter to people to seem like the sane person I was before. They don't need to know all the messed of things I do.
I want out of this nightmare. I hate it here. I hate it here so much. This hurts.
I don't know how to actually be honest with the way I feel anymore because of how much I cover it up. I want to talk to people, but they don't deserve to hear depressing stuff.
I try not to talk as much, so maybe people won't notice how bad I'm really doing.
Get me out of here, please.
I'm tired of this nightmare.
Can I have a redo of May?
