Throughout my life, I have.always loved to help people. Wether it be with work or relationships, I always knew what to say. But now, I have no idea on what to say. It's like my mind has gone blank. I want to help them, but I guess i have to help myself first. My friends always called me "The Helper" now I walk as a man with no name. They see me as the boy who never thought of himself only others even though it might hurt him. I have a friend whom I loved for the longest time. But she hasn't thought of me the same way. Never. She would ask me advice on her boyfriend amd I would happily help her even though I knew it would break my heart even more. I hope she reads this and see the true way i feel and then maybe i can have some closure on fixing this broken worn out heart of mine. I am The Helper no more, I am Jesse the boy who finally saw what needs to be done, the boy who opened his eyes, mostly I am the boy who found out his ways from others.
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Twisted Thoughts From a Twisted Mind
Historia CortaA book explaining the demon inside me trying to get out. The sad, depressing demon that I keep down with fake happiness.
