[Even more vents! It's drafty in here.]
How am I supposed to tell them?
Tell 'em that cute little innocent kid is dead.
Because of them.
So many wasted years. Mentally torn apart and physically falling apart...
How do u tell them I'm not okay?
That I never was.
I've got a list of mental illness and bad genetics waiting to reck me.
I wanna enjoy my childhood... because I don't remember most of it.
I'm not mentally capable of handling the life I'm "supposed" to have.
I'm sorry, but I can't. I can't handle it.
I need help.
But I dread change.
I don't belong here.
🌤️🐎
Just let me gallop off into the sun.
YOU ARE READING
Up and Down, Around and Around
Random[Trigger Warning ⚠️] This is a vent book. The ups and downs of life. Sometimes it gets really dark, other times it can be so happy and positive. The stress of life takes it toll. I hope this makes you feel comforted, knowing your not alone. Some day...
