Today was really bad. This evening me and Andy got in a fight and I scratched him up. Why do I have to be like that? How can I change? I wish I knew the answers to that. Then maybe I could change.
I was nine years old when I wrote that...
I have been depressed for how long? It's so sad to read those words... I feel like Nicholas mourning for his past life, only I am mourning for that little girl who never knew innocence, and yet was too naive to realize just what she was... That poor little girl... She was so lonely, so sad... And what has she become?
"Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more..."
They invite your hands to fill their needs
Will you be the same?
To steal from you the innocence that bleeds
Will they feel your pain?"