Little girl in the big unknown city.

Many of my tears are disappointing,

I love them, and I get everything my heart desires. I love them, and they love me. But I feel nothing but emptiness and painful situations when I think of them, they try to repair the damage. But there is nothing of interest to my life, I mud around. Sometimes I go under and then they throw a rescue. But they quickly slide away when I fight with myself. I can honestly say that they don't know me, that they don't see how serious the injury is. I am poisoned for life and I give them some debt. I myself have chosen, but they were on the tip of my tongue. I'm not happy, and I don't know how often I'm going to have to cut my throat before they see what bloody heart and empty soul extracted from anger. I can not express how disappointed I am in the way of life against us. And I miss being a kid, I miss it. And I hate to see how I and my sister waste from you guys.

And I'm sorry but she is a real bitch, she disagrees with my life, and with who I am. It gets me down, and every time I let her walk over me. And every time I have to push myself to the ground otherwise it would not be feasible. I have no idea which way I should turn my head. I'm starting to hate them, but I can't grow up without them. I will have to be tougher and grab my life. And not look back behind me.

you guys give me the feeling that I'm forgotten, and I do not hear from them and I'm sick of it.

I think I have more friends who care about me than family.