3:50 In The MorningIt's 3:50 in the moring and I can't sleep. I can't sleep because this evil demond called deppresion swooped in and took controll. It happens a lot and no matter how hard I fight it still gets me.
I don't want pity to be taken on me or for more attention. I want somebody to listen and if somebody listens it will be a first.
I have a long story and a bad past. I have made bad choices and I know that. I just wish I could take controll again. I feel like it has took controll of my life.
Everybody thinks I Little Miss Happy all the time. I put on this act so they don't know. I smile, I laugh, I sing and dance with them. When I'm not with them I am either on the corner of a street sipping tea and listening to music alone or in my room alone.
So now you have heard and listened. I am happy somebody did. You know my story a little bit. Just a lifes that I lead. One happy and fun and the other sad, cold and lonely.