It is just the start. The tears that role are nothing. I know for a fact you dont see them. They hide behimd the happy facade. The bricks you threw ha..
I am like a display. People gawk and stare. I have scars that cover most of me. My oddities are my life. They keep me sane. Atleast my version. I hear..
The dark is my home. I love to lurk there. No one can see me. Yet I can see them. My eyes have adjusted. They did that along time ago. My parents aban..
She is my sister, and my best friend. Both of those by choice. I love her more then anything. I am proud to say she is family. I look up to her. She I..
There is was a superman. The real one that is. He was always willing to hold my hand. He is past and gone. It still makes me sad. The man that I thoug..
struggle with a hidden disease. One with no cure. It is always hidden. The one with it never remember when or why it started. It was just there. No do..
I sit here. I wonder when my world will start. The world outside keeps revolving. My life is on its head. His death hit me harder then it should. He w..
Everyone thinks they know me. That I am always happy. Well here is the truth. I suffer with anxiety and aleays feel alone. Peole with loads of fruends..
I sit here everyday. I look to the others. They cant see me. They bump me and don't even know. I am sitting here among them. No one sees us. The ones ..
I see the word different. I see that death is my friend. Most are truly afraid. I am not afraid. I find it unfair. He teases me with his kiss. Just on..