Nobody pay attention at me.
Days gone, people gone, friends gone, things gone, my feelings gone, my life gone.
Every Night I have to be strong and try not to cry. The feeling of loneliness always get inside me, and I get always alone.
I look like a happy person, but all this is a mask, which fall down when I start to write.
It's unpossible explain it, and it's so hard survive it all the days, and keep myself calm.
When I write, I take it away from me. All this pain, this happiness, all the feelings around me.
Days gone, people gone, friends gone, things gone, my feelings gone, my life gone.
Every Night I have to be strong and try not to cry. The feeling of loneliness always get inside me, and I get always alone.
I look like a happy person, but all this is a mask, which fall down when I start to write.
It's unpossible explain it, and it's so hard survive it all the days, and keep myself calm.
When I write, I take it away from me. All this pain, this happiness, all the feelings around me.
I'm growing up, but I still can't take care of myself, I can't live by myself, I need you with me.
Nowdays, I'm feeling like I were living without a propurse, without a wish, without the life.
God, please, help me. I want to get better, I need it. Yes, I could survive with it, but, please, take this loneliness away from me. God, bless me, I'm asking just it. Bless me, for I survive, for I get better, for I start to be happy again, to have real friends again, to love again.
Now, I'm feeling better. I sad, when I write, I get so much better, and if you see me outside, I'll be with a smile in my face. It will be not hard, 'cause, in spite of I have problems, I have so many reasons to live.
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