I know he's the one person that's never left me.
I know he'll always be around if I let him.
I know he'll protect me.
But I'm not sure this is me.
To be honest... I don't think it ever was..
I'm right back where I was two years ago.
I'm leaving and going right back to where I was.
I'm scared and confused.
All I know is I've got my cat and no plan.
Sure as hell don't have any money and need to find a new job.
I'm a wreck and I keep searching.
I keep looking for my family and I keep wondering when it'll happen.
I'm so tired and I keep fighting..
I keep hoping. But I don't think I want to fight anymore.
When will it all get better?
It's not now and I know that.
I just wish it was.
I'm so fucking lonely-
And I'm tired of feeling like this.
I'm tired of laying in the bath tub with my suicide thoughts...and bursting into tears because there's no one to stop me anymore.
And eventually it won't make me cry.
Eventually I'll do it and that is the scariest part.
