Where am I? I don't know. Can't seem to move my limbs or bones. Drunk on the memories and pain alone. But it's better this way no one has to feel my pain. Or dismay. But my deep sorrow helps me make it through the day. Me and my sorrow will make it through tomorrow. My intense distress may be for the best. It does the opposite of dumb my brain. It kinda helps with the pain. All I went through pressure, strain, tightness, tensity, worry anxiety, nervousness pain.

Do you know what it's like to feel happy and at the same time feel nothing? Life may hurt but it also feels good. The way of the family is the way you should. All of my life I’ve swayed. Trying to sleep peacefully at night. Simply just trying to get by. But It’s okay. It’s alright because I will most certainly try. I

I will try not to cry. Don’t make me feel bad about the way I am. I try to get better and I try to make friends. I guess I’ll be perfect when the sky falls down. I owe my happiness to my mother, always trying to help me better. And my father wants me to be the best I can be.