When will my life ever be more than just a world I have to exist in?
How can I make my family and friends happy, when I am not happy myself?
What brings me down to this level at any given time?
Why do I cry these tears, of extreme pain?
Where is my life leading me?
Who can answer these questions that I ask?
Real life can sometimes bring out the best or worse in people. Writing/reading can help you understand the difference.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Hidden pain
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