Today..
I can't see the moon..
Cos maybe its like me..
Hiding in the dark...
Crying..
Weeping...
Without anyone knowing..
Or caring..
Worrying bout millions of stuff...
LIke...
Does my dad remember me?
Does my dad love me?
Does he want me?
Do my friends really think of me as friends?
Does my mum really treat me like her daughter?
Does she love me even tho i'm not hers?
Will i ever find love?
Will i ever find new friends?
Will i ever be pretty?
Will i ever be truly happy?
Will i ever not blame myself for buddy, kitty, and bubbles.. and my other pets death?
Will i ever not blame myself for making my dad leave my mum?
Right now...
Death is a great option..
But..
I'm scared of death...
I don't know whats waiting for me..