I Keep Holding On

The Crapy life I Call Mine

It started July 27, 2004. I was a very happy yet lazy baby. I was also the polite police. Yah life was easy but now, now life Is just hard. You know when you have thoughts sometimes when you just want to crawl up die. Yah that's me. But you know what keeps me going, I have a reason a reason why I have to live. I have four people who helped me realize I have a fucking reason. You know who those four people were Me, Savannah, myself, and pain. Yah you heard me pain, pain it hurts so you tie your wound up no I let pain take over and let it do what it needs like find real emotions. You think you want to be pretty, well sorry hun your already to pretty.

I wish I went back to happy and if my friend Savannah didn't meet me, pain would have took'n over. You, just you alone wont help me heal I want to see happy fuck sad make life easier. Fuck, those who say your ugly. Fuck them they don't get it they might be pretty but under all that skin there ugly.

So, life was going great till I turned four my mom and dad divorced, they were arguing about who should stay with who. We ended up moving from our hometown Micalean, Texas to San Antonio, Texas. Two years later my dad took us to Springfield, Missouri away from our mom. We never saw her for three whole years I was about seven years old. Then my mom moved here my dad got drunk everyday. My dad had an abusive girlfriend she used to scream at me and my brother and hurt us my mom did everything she could. Later on I lost my bond with my brother and father my mom didn't really talk so I shut my life out. I was only nine and I let pain and thoughts take over making a weird me I always stayed happy around others but sad when not. Until 6th grade I met Savannah.

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