I wake up every day and I'm going in the bathroom and storing in my mirror. I can't see something beautiful. All I see is a sad girl how is cut inside but yang and not Beautiful outside.
I don't need a hero I need... Myself because I feel like I'm losing the battle he started and if I'm losing then is no way to live. Because I'm alone and nobody cares about me. My bffs are always asking me what's up? But I can't answer wit" no I'm not fine, or please save me I don't want to lost myself." I just can't do that. I'm afraid to tell someone about my broken soul or why I'm so week. I don't want to burn alone but because of what's happened I can't look on the mirror, I can't smile or be happy.
I JUST CAN'T!!!
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Historia CortaI try to work on this book because I want to share my filings with people who can understand how hard is to survive with a bad past and society how is destroyed all of the color in your life.
