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there are nights i lay in my bed

headphones in, listening to the saddest music i could find

i am analyzing my life

i've made so many mistakes, and i miss so many people that are no longer in my life

the ones that are watching over me in heaven, and those that have chosen to withdrawal from me

am i failure? does the little girl deep down hate who i am? disappointed in things i've done?

is life worth living? i forget what pure happiness feels like

i'm so sick of feeling helpless, i'm sick of listening to the unkind words of others that gash through my soul, and i'm sick of feeling like nobody's first choice

i miss the times i didn't care what anybody thought of me, when i thought the world was peaceful, when i didn't have so much responsibilities

-young woman that wants to be a little girl again

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