Thoughts roaring through my head, never stopping long enough to solve my own issues.
I watch as the remains of my sanity string through my fingertips with no chance to stop it.
I have been told all of my life, how I'm so strong , how they wish they could handle things like me , how do I do it , I'm the strongest woman they have ever seen.  And I ponder on these opinions and still wish one thing.
I wish I were standing there as they were standing here, just a glance through their eyes I would like to see, I would like to see through there eyes as they are looking at me . To be on the outside looking in would be a sight to see, maybe one day I'll see through my own eyes what their eyes see when they are looking at me.