I thought nothing could hurt me when I was little. Everything was untouchable compared to me. I was queen. Then I began to grow. The days became shorter and my life became deeper. Family arguments and deaths were all that over whelmed my house hold. School was no better. Rumors went around and came back to me. I was slowly breaking down. Finally my surroundings sunk into me. I cracked and I had know one to share these thoughts without them thinking I had gone psychotic. I couldn't think without it leading to darker thoughts. I'd watch friends live there life happily and care free, and all I could do was watch and wish. When I was younger I was invincible to life troubles and trauma. Now that's all I've got.
November 6, 2010