I looked up to the sun and I all saw was the black of night. I felt no fear and closed my eyes. The wind wrapped its arms around me, and for once, I thought of you. I wondered, would you ever hold me..like the wind held me?

That girl in the photo, she looked like me..she was me..but I could never be her. She seemed fearless, in control. I wanted to be her..needed to be here. Until I realized she wanted to die, and yet a part of me still wants to be her.

I give up trying to make others happy. It seems I can never do anything right. I give up.

I've never felt so stepped on, so mistreated...so alone. And I can't do this anymore, because my heart cant possibly bleed anymore.

Despite the fact that the world is crumbling around me, I'm making a point to keep the sun shining. You just didn't know that.

Why do we sacrifice our lives for "God" when there are people who've spent their lives praying to him..yet they're still living on the streets?

I feel like I've lost a part of myself. Somehow.. I've let her down. I was suppose to be there..this was never suppose to happen. The life I see before me..just doesn't seem real when I don't know if she's safe...or if I'll ever see her again.

Live your life a dream...for reality is to painful to survive.