If only there was some way I could leave all these ties untied. Leave all these problems unresolved and my life as the burning wreckage I've let it become. I already went through my suicidal stage. I know that there are people who would be hurt if I killed myself, without a thought of them. I wish they knew how much I sacrifice to live everyday. Just to keep them happy. They really don't know how close they came to losing me forever. But that's just my little secret with the world, huh? Although that doesn't mean I don't want an escape. I'm too young, inexperienced and poor to run away. I'd be homeless, and starving out there. With no where to go. True, I'd get away from this town and these people, but is it really that far away from killing myself? I guess I still wish I could just die and screw thinking and rethinking means of escape. I wish I could make a cocoon. I'd sleep there forever, until all these problems are gone. Until everything decays and it's finally just..over.