So that's it, I guess. I'm going to get the help because I realize I need it.

i'm tired of running, of wondering, of asking. i'm tired of being without answers. i'm tired of being so tired. i'm tired of being alone, and of no one understanding, of the dead skin layers that keep peeling off. i'm tired of the pain. i want to see my potential, to keep my promises, and to be kissed without bars. i want to be caught. i want to be my own.


© 1999, by Anonymous