My dreams,and wishes,and hopes sometimes come to me. But that comes and goes. Sometimes i want to cry, to kill, to scream for hope. Will i ever be free from this persion cell. I am scared that i won't have to be what i want to be or who that i will be sometimes. God tell me to be strong but sometimes i want to give up, run away, hide from everything. I just want one hope to be me again. To be happy and that one day comes i will be ready for it.
By oksana:-)
