this place
i am stuck in this place, no where to go, no where to be, no way to get me there. they don't care about how i get there and the person who takes me there, they don;t care if he gets hurt on the way to this place, they only care about if they think it is good or bad. they don't care about how much money he spends, how much time he spends, or how he feels, only that they can't get me there or they can't take care of it. the one time that i really want to do something, they say i can't, then i can, yet he is gone, to far away to get here. they come, yet it is too late to get there. they say they will pay, yet there is already to much debt. they really don't care, all they care about is that they can do what they want to do; leave me here all day, no call, no note, no edible food, and see how i feel; i feel like a rat of an experiment, they are just testing me and seeing how long i will live.