"I hate that no matter how hard I try none of it is good enough for anyone. I don't know what more I can do, I am doing the best I can and know seems to see that..."

"My sreams are so loud that they have become silent."

Look into my eyes, what do you see? It's not hate it's not love it's the nothingness that is all that is left inside, you took everything from me what more do you want?