I wonder why?
Why choose to use me like that? To make me suffer.
I will not lie. I was scared and paralyzed. It was no surprise, I hid my scars. I put on a mask. A new me.
So you see a happy, upbeat, hyper, smiling girl. Whose life you don't know, but only assume she's fine.
You don't trty to see what's behind that smile. She'll be whatever she wants.
Those walls, cemented with each laugh, hardened with each smile.
Until she reaches her limit and goes home. Drained and tired.
All she deserved was help and protection. Someone to see beneath all her walls.
So I ask why? Why not give the girl what she wants, and help her end her pain. Before she ends it all with a slit on the throat.
~Sorry about not uploading in the longest. I've been busy with too much, I promise to upload more often. Well to those who actually read my stuff ;-; I'll more than likely upload during this time every other day
~love Squirtle :3
