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Help

Now I'm slowly sinking, caving

Try to fight it but I can't breathe

Chest is heavy, hands are numb

I'm tired but I can't sleep

Choking on my pride, my tongue is tied

And now I find myself reaching out for help

I could really use your help right now

Fight or flight, I feel I don't know how

To stand on     my own or which way to go

I cant do this any more its to hard.

I want to move out now.

I know why I cant but why.

Life is hard at the moment not all I can share on hear but it is just so crap.

I want to move out but know I cant.

I get I have no independence but why?.

I need it it is not right that I’m stuck in the system of ifs buts and maybes I want a answer.

I need this and I don’t know how to tell you other whys but just listen.

At what point will they listen to the cry of me saying what I need.

I need to get out to live my life.

I can then make friends with the people around me and make friends with other people but stuck at home with know pa does not help.

I think it wood all slot in over time if I got out of hear.

Life is hard right now and it is like I’m losing everyone around me.

I don’t know how to tell you all in any other way.

I know you will have stopped reading by now so I might as well put more Stough hear.

 

 

 

 

What’s the point in being in the place that I don’t fill happy and jolly.

Know body talks to me anymore so maybe it wood be a bad choice to make but it is also what I want want and need need.

Now listen why do you not hear me I need you to listen and act on what I say.

Everyone around me is growing up and moving out and I’m stuck wit know one and although 17 is Yung I have no one to cry with, talk with, sing craply with, dance like no ones watching with and tell my more weird dreams to.

Theres know point anymore I don’t get it

Whys nobody talking about my future but its all I can think of.

Its just not sitting right with me.

I know I’m not at the right point but that’s not my fault and is someone other people who it makes me sad.

 

I am lost in a buss ride and want it to turn round.

 

Now this is what I want

My own place

Independence

Friends

Clubs

Freedom

To see

To be happy

To laugh more

To have a bff

Not to cry

A education

A job

That friend to make me laugh that little bit louder

Smile a little brighter

 

To have money

To have peace

To have tranquil

 

Is that a lot to ask for

 

I don’t think so

 

To my future self

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is it ever going to happen

 

 

I hope so

 

 

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