I feel like i'm swaying back and fourth with motion I cant stop. All my energy has been shot threw the wind. My hands wont let go from what has trapped me under. Just falling to the depths of fear sadness and hope that something can free me of the burden. I graduate from high school June 6 but the burden even tho the cold spring comes the regrets of missing or trying to ignore it all to gather its self.

never mind following my path you wont find any more for thus I have dissappered into thin air in bread fog