They say they will stay. They lied. Just like they lied so many time. I can't stop believing them. Is that why they always think I lie? Is it because they told truth? Why do I believe everything? So many people hurt me maybe I'm looking for the one to to fix me, the one to say it's alright, and hold me tight, don't complain while I cry, and help me through this fight. Maybe a friend to stay with me, even when I'm mean, cause in truth, I don't know when I'm mean. I see the world different and I still don't understand. I might be a handful so I need someone who is tough. Last night, I had a dream, and I don't often dream, I dreamed about my uncle. My uncle who's going through his own fight. I hope he's alright, but in my dream, he committed suicide. Then he looked me in my eyes, and told me I would be alright. He said for me to be strong. I will always be his girl, and he will be there for me. He told me a lot of things, and instantly, I came at piece with my depression.
