even if i feel good all ******* day and am determined to be happy i end up crying when everyone is gone and i can sit and remember things that taint my mind like venom things like separation and apart and family and mommy and daddy and little sister and home and please and cutting and help me
and then i am crying again like i always do even if i just had the best night of my life anything could happen and i would still cry
this halloween i am a clown with a tear on her cheek
there's so much pressure to be the funny, happy kid. i can't take it. if you looked inside you'd see the ugly. i bleed it out to feel better