Drowning in frustration and melancholy
each day I try to survive and not to give up
I always get the feeling that things will be alright someday,
but it seems like that someday will never come.
my biggest achievement at the end of the day is staying alive or not dropping an ocean of tears.
I always hated nights because they are the part of the day where my deepest feelings and emotions wake up,
each night I bury my face in my pillow and cry till my throat begs for mercy while I try my best to keep calm so that my parents will think that...