Nicole Barbour Biography

I live a life worrying when the littlest things go wrong,
will that black cloud come along?
Creeping over my shoulder,
I look behind in fear, little black cloud are you near?
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I gave you my all, you gave me nothing, you spent most of our time together cursing.
About the things you were meant to do, things that you couldn't say.
I always felt like i was getting in the way.
Maybe i was wrong to act the way i did, but you always treated me like a stupid little kid.
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29th of October 2005, the day my angel was last alive.

5 thousand, four hundred and seventy five more.. but what for?
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It's easy to accept defeat yet hard to accept help. It's easy to hear someone tell you how well you're doing and far you've come, yet hard to tell yourself you've done a job well done.

Why is it that we as humans are able to give compassion to others in the bucket loads, yet harbour such resent for what's under our clothes?
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Suffering in silence, you should have kept your mouth shut. Enduring the violence, how many strikes are enough?

My mind flee's.
My body stays.
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