A fight to live, A fight to love

Alone.
Violated.
Unworthy.
Untrustworthy.
No one cares.

These are all the things that have happened.

Here I am attempting to be me. The real me not the new one. I need to be careful. If I loose myself in this mixed up world I might just forget the importance of actually living.

My story, is not so nice. I on the other hand am too nice. I take things to heart. I'd look for the best in everyone and I would try my damned hardest to help anyone see the good in them and In the world around them.

After dealing directly with this so called interactions with my peers and my elders I am no longer that person. I am now just like the rest.

Numb,

So numb inside that every day that passes I wonder if today will be the day it all ends.

Hoping that sooner rather than later I can put this all to bed and just move on with my life. Not care what anyone thinks of me and I could do everything in my power to return to the bubbly goodie two shoes that use to see the best in society. The girl that I use to be.

This is my fight to live , my fight to love.

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