There is a secret on your lips, the kind that could ruin me.
there is so much for me to think about
so many option and so many wrong ones.
How do i know what is right?
I dont trust anyone enough to talk to. ive pretty lost trust in everyone i know.
Im sick of how things are going. i hate when my imagination runs off. lately i just hate more then like.
im so distraught but i ignore it and have panic attack when i go on my own for a bit.
At this point in time, i just dont know. I feel myself breaking down. And there is no one anymore for me to turn to.
I need to be saved...