I try-ed! i did! i try-ed so hard! am i aloud to die now? theres nothing for me. I'm a hungry squeal in a world with no nuts, no trees. and every one els has b b guns. not enough to kill me. i wish it was enough to kill me. i just run around so hungry. so aching to be filled. doing nothing but taking the impacted of the worlds anger. I'm just there whipping boy! well whip me again. i cant cry any harder! I'm so broke. the glass shards of my heart are now sand blowing away in the wind, to never be seen again. i wish i was my heart, so i could never be seen again. I'm here! and theres nothing more real then that!
