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There's not alot to me. At first I'm shy and I won't talk alot but once you get to know me I'm hyper and talkative. But behind it all is just a girl trying to make it to 18. Just a girl fighting a battle. Just a girl wanting to get better.
    How can you get better though when no ones there to help you? When no ones there to hear you cry for help?
If I cut I would get called an attention seeker.

   If some asked me about myself and I said I had depression they'd run because its baggage to them.

  If I don't eat that much apparently I'm starving myself.

  There's people out there in the world worse then me. Very few people help them.

   But who do I have to help me?

   Who do I have to erase the bad memories?

  Who do I have to hold me while I cry?

  Who do I have to hear me out?

   If you know the answer let me know cause I'm tired of fighting.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 11, 2016 ⏰

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