It has been a while,a lot has happened and a lot has changed.Bad things makes you realize or open your eyes about the things that you never expected.I have lost a very special friend,she is my inspiration in almost everything and everyday i try to move on.It got too overwhelming that i tried to kill myself,i wouldn't be here if my brothers haven't been keeping their eyes on me.Loosing someone special can make you feel a lot of things and doubt the people around you.I also have been cautious with the people who are my friends right now, expecting them to leave as they realize there are a lot of people who are better.But now i have matured and i want to write stories again, although maybe i wont be coming back in writing poems.It's good to be back