- When I am alone or around people I can not relax I always think and so I'm always stressed out and can not help it. I think about the chooses in live. They drive me insane I try to forget but I can't. I think about things like why do I live. What's my purpose why can't i relax and be happy. i don't like to hurt people but I can't help it they won't let me live in peace. These voices in my head are driving me mad they are always yelling at each other. Then again they might not be voices in my head they could possibly be my family. Its not easy to live my life but I can deal with it only cause my family and friends keep me sane and happy most the time. I relies not that I am hear to help my friends and my family cope with their lives. stressed
- by -RawR-I-Is-Evil- |
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- | Submitted on 08/06/2009 |
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- Title: life
- Artist: -RawR-I-Is-Evil-
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- Date: 08/06/2009
- Tags: life
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