This is not my home. I don't feel comfortable nor safe here. I don't feel... well, ME. I am not "home" nor am I from here, so what am I doing at a place I don't belong? I wish I knew myself, but I don't. They tell me things will get better, but it doesn't feel like it. The more I try, the worst it gets. Sometimes I want to give up, but I can't. Because if I give up, it's all over.
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The Thoughts in My Head
RandomThere will always be that one thought bugging you. That one thought you can't get out of your head. Guess what my friend, it happens to me all the time. Here's my story...
