It’s too late now. No use and putting out an amber alert. I’ve been missing for years. No need for a funeral cause I’ve been dead to you for years. Remember all the times you weren’t there to wipe away all my tears? To go into my closet and ward off all my fears. Under the bed and in my closet. That wasnt a monster that was just me. And the girl I would grow to be. Where were you when I had to walk home alone. Collecting rocks for when I would play skipping stones. All by myself in the backyard. Where were you when I was bleeding. You werent there and you never will be. I’m sorry I couldn’t be the little girl you and daddy thought I would grow up to be.
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so sad but ur not alone anna i feel the same way and im here for u if u need me
Thanks David.
your welcome u knw i wish i wasnt so mad at my mom but iam because my life being so fucked up is her fault small parts of it are mine but mostly hers but i cant help feeling like a bad son wenever im angry with her (which is almost always) sometimes i feel detatched from my family tat even tho they are my family i dont wanna be around them all that much tats why i sometimes ignore my mom wenever she talks to me then she sometimes gets mad i need to get away from here i just wanna go away and either be with ppl im not royaly pissed off at or just be by myself sit alone til i rot inside the empty shell of wats left of my soul ur parents always say wen ur lil o ur gonna grow up ur gonna do great things and crap like tat and well tat wuld be nice but i feel tats not gona happen for me so i feel like wats the point in trying? i wish somebody can help and by help i dont mean put me in a damn mental institution i mean just hear my story and can empathize with me on why i feel so alone and so fucked up