"Monday, July 19, 2004

how to forget that you're alive
Such a strange world. How can all of this pain affect a child? So much depression, sorrow; and yet they look like they don't have a care in the world. Find santuary somewhere. "

I can only assume why I wrote this. My mind cannot completely recall what happened that summer. It was in before my 8th grade year and I guess some sh*t occurred or I was really emo... There are those days where I do go into that dark corner, but I think I found that sanctuary. That place that I was longing for is wherever my friends are. Even if the world we live in is so messed up with too many problems, I can be happy with them. My home no longer is that safe haven it was many years ago. Such anger and animosity fills it and everyone, including me just spew out rage. Leaving home has always been a thought in the back of my head, but honestly, I know it is my one and true shelter from the madness. I just hope one day we can become a happy family. I cannot remember any of those innocent days, but I will settle for some new ones.