Sometimes I feel alone, and sometimes I am. Sometimes I want help, and sometimes I need help. Sometimes I want friends, sometimes I need friends. Sometimes I want to waste time, sometimes I need time to waste. Sometimes I want to be happy, sometimes I need to happy. Sometimes I want to run from it all, sometimes I have to escape. Sometimes I want to let it out, sometimes I need to scream, punch, and kick. Sometimes I want to die, sometimes I have to. Sometimes I try to close my eyes and see me happy, sometimes I need to, but nothing's there just darkness. Sometimes I want to see, sometimes I have to see. Sometimes I want to light but im drowning in darkness. I’m only left with four people to protect. Everyone else walked away and never looked back. I can’t lose anyone else. I can’t. Their the only reason I’m still here, I have no other life purpose. I have to save them. I have been told that everyone has a purpose, and that is mine.