I'm not okay but I can't tell anyone and it's a big stressful panic bc I have my problems that I'm trying to fix, but I also want to help others try to fix their problems too.. And I can't seem to balance it all...
This isn't a story, its not a fairy tale, its nothing but what goes through my head and what makes me... me? There is no happy ending, just life's ups and downs. Ranting and venting, things I can't tell people face to face. These are the silenced cries for help that rattle through my head. Waiting for someone to listen.