Now 20, joined when I was 13. Mostly an archive, but might start uploading new things soon. 
I am a follower of apollo, a writer of stories A fearful and thoughtless child, I am a over lover, over truster 
A person who doesn't know when to stop
 I push and push and push some more Until you have nothing left to give, 
I am not enough, and I am not even in one piece, 
I am a broken kid, a child with no future,
 I am an adult who has no past, 
I am a being that has no way past this point, and yet I still try. 
I try, and try, and try again, 
But I'm so messed up that I do not gain, 
I take half a step forward and four steps back.
 I am a lost soul, where I don't know where I am,
 I'm not here, but still here, 
I roar like a lion when I ought to be a sheep And I ba like a sheep when I ought to be a lion 
I am lost in a world that's not my own. 
I am not enough to save the ones I call home, 
I can't take their suffering from them. 
But expect them to take my suffering from me. 
 I've over loved for the last time 
I am lost in the world, roaming for a place to call  Home