Why?

by Marnz   Aug 26, 2005


I sit her thinking about the better days when I could sit here and smile.
But now all I do is sit here and cry, I don’t know why I do this, I wouldn’t have a clue.
But is all I no is that im sick of this I wish I was normal again, I wish I could jump around and laugh, im so sick of crying my self to sleep and waking up in the middle of the night because I cant sleep and crying more.
Please someone help me I cant do it on my own. There has got to be someone out there that can help me.
I cant live like this any longer.

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