My head is like a prison for my thoughts, never letting one out, locked up so tight. I don’t want to tell a soul what I’m thinking, but I want to so bad. If only there was Just one to tell these things to, someone who will care and understand what I have been through, it could possibly ease some of this intense agony. Or someone who knows what it is like to feel the pain I have felt, to hear what I have heard, seen what I have seen and has been in my shoes long enough to just understand ~
