Dear Anyone,
Can you help me?
It seems I am always the person people come to for advice, for help. I, ironically, am the one that people get reasons to stay alive from.
But, when will there be someone for me?
When I need help the most there is no one.
Everyone thinks I have myself together.
"If you're the one giving advice to everyone else, why not give some to yourself?"
YOU ARE READING
Letters
RandomIn which I will write letters, possibly in forms of poetry, to anyone. I will most probably keep names anonymous.
