"Where There Is Love There Is No Sin"

"my storey"

Forever alone i sit Never to be herd, never to be seen, never to be noticed. Just a lonely girl in somebody else's lonely world.
Trapped like a caged lion with no way out and no one to save me from this four walled hell.
Stuck, stuck in this room, this room with one bed this room with no Windows, this room were no one can hear me or see me. This room where all I have is a note book and pencil.
A room like no other, a room thats filled with regret and wonder. A room full of hate and sadness. A room full of evil.
But it's my room. My room where I will stay until i can no longer breath, no longer keep my black eyes open, no longer "live". Funny way of putting it. Cause is this living? Is being someone's toy really living? I don't think so.
But he does. He thinks I'm happy thinks he makes me happy.  Thinks I'm happy here. He thinks he saved me, saved me from my sin from my old life from my self.
This is were I'm at but I want to share my store that's why I'm wrighting so no one makes the mistakes i made no one ends up were i am. If my storey goes untold so will everyother girl that got stuck here. Stuck at this place were i can never call home but I never really had a home in the first place. This is my storey.