I never used to be so sad, i remember only two years ago i was so happy laughed every day and meant it but now the very thoguht of smiling, makes me feel pain in my heart actual physical pain. its not that i want to exactly die no, i know i canhave a great life i know, but you stop me
my mother you stop me, you don’t let me leave this prison of a house you want me here all the same, you very own prisoenr that you can control that you can manipulate to do everything you say
and now i finally have some one who cares about me? but how can i return it if you give me no chance to have something of my own
i have been a good daughter, i deserve freedom i deserve love
but under your hold i grow to hate everyone everyone i loved i hate i resent, i long to be them to have every oucne of freedom they have to feel true happiness just once, just for even a day
I love him but you won’t let me
i need to be free, but now its seems the only way to do that is to leave
leave the world, or leave this prison is the choice i must make.
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You won’t always need permission to be free.