I'm the only one not crying yet it affects me more than anyone else, I know they have walls yet mine are the sturdiest and strongestAnd the toughest to overcome
I've haven't let anyone through, I let people get glimpses of my mind but they don't understand
No one does
But I still have my faith and my hope, that someone will come to me and knock my walls down with a bulldozer and I'll feel safe and loved
And that same faith is dying with every day and every year that passes, why do I even try?
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A random book what I do when I update.. really?
RandomWARNING THIS HAS SWEARING! This is a book about me and my life and basically what I'm thinking you may discover I'm absolutely crazy or I may be shit at writing things Anyway enjoy and please no judge my cold and dead heart can't take anymore