I am weak, I am. My life is a mess, it is. We are poor, we are.... Yep, not to happy, not a fairy tale AT ALL, and I don't think I'll get MY happy ending. You know when people ask you if you are inspired by someone, or if you inspire others? Well, think about it, just for a second, now picture a small 14 year old girl (BTW, weaker and smaller than average), cuddled up in her closet, invisible to the world, with a broken family that's poor. Yeah, that's me, oh yeah, and my depressing life, I am pretty sure I don't inspire anybody, mainly, because I don't KNOW anybody, and I am not inspired either... I hope you have a happier life than me, you really don't want to be in my position.
But you know what the funniest thing is? I always go around to people, and I tell them to be strong, to TRY BE STRONG, and I am saying it to you now... but, who AM i kidding? If I can't be strong, why AM I giving this advice? It's because I guess its MY turn to try and be strong.