"Once you stop wanting something, you get it."
No one knows
How I really feel..how badly I don’t want to be here anymore. “How are you?” They ask. “I’m good” I reply, but it’s just a lie. Everyday it gets harder; I hate it here and I wish I could fix it. Pray they say…I’ve been my whole life when will I be heard? Been crying for help..guidance..hope..where are you when I need you the most?