A Story of a Confused Girl
THERE IS A CONFUSED GIRL. Feeling alone in her world. Living each day by each day. Hoping at the end of the day she could return home to her pillow and bed. She misses home greatly. Hoping someone could see the pain in her eyes, begging people to understand. Just how much of a fucked up she is. Yes, she is not perfect. Yes, she is a miserable cause to be saved. Yes, she is hoping. Again, and again, every day. So, that someone would finally pay attention to her and help her escape from her mind of torture.