They don't know ... why does it bother me, isn't it better this way; them not knowing ... What happened in my past, it messed me up BAD ... Things like that, they **** people up ... my life was some what normal, before then. but it twisted and shattered any hopes that I can be anything BUT okay ... My past. what it did, to me. The effect, it had. ... they don't know, they'd only feel sorry and give me pity; if they knew what happened to my life till I was five ... I'm just lucky to be ALIVE
I can't focus on the past, or I couldn't live for the future. {Because I am wise beyond my years}