by Brittany Apr 20, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
They don't know what I go thru, They don't know how I feel. They say I think your my everything well their right my love for you is like steel. They don't see the pain I feel or the hurt inside my heart. I'm tired of all the arguing, I'm tired of us being apart. I;m tired of all the hatred in our family and in our household. I wish they would see everything inside, I wish they would understand and love me (Brittany) the way that God does. |