I'm very shy, but I'm beginning to get over that. I've been through a lot of things, and I've been told I'm more mature than most adults, and I have a strange grasp on life that not many people have. I've seen things a young girl shouldn't have, and has gotten through without any major wounds. I will admit I have my battle scars, but to me, they're badges of honor, and I wear my scars proudly. I like to say, 'Hey world, I used to wish I was dead. but look at me now, I'm alive. And not only that, but I'm living.'
There is a difference between being alive and living.
I can't take this anymore
you've taken me to the floor.
What am I to do?
When my heart feels so sore?
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There are days that aren't so great
Where my sorrow seems to escalate.
And even though they say it's okay,
it's far from being that way.
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