Its is expected that i always help everyone else and never think about myself
thats fine but what about when things get so bad for me that i can't help myself, or talk to others about how i feel.
the barriers come up and i become anti-social. i hide the real me in the depths of my soul. the problem is that i have hidden myself for so long that i have lost myself and my ability to show emotion on the outside.
fate has never been kind to me. so why would things start to imporve in my life.
i am destined to be a depressed and lonely girl for the rest of my life if u can call that fate.
if this is my life for past present and future what is the point in being alive, am i not better of dead.
