together again in paris!

ahhh can't wait til my day is here it's such a mystery waitin and wondering never more than a dream i imagine but even though it's there hope is fading and reality slowly sets in every afternoon after school. you believe for soo long that something will magically happened due to all the fairytales and nursery rymes but nothing my soul is still alone in many ways than the obvious. it's alone. nothin can help only i can yet i am content with the life i live why because i don't want to change it scares me makes me think of age and i definately know that i don't like to think of that particular thing usually because it just leaves a paddle of depression on my bedroom floor looking up at me waitin for me to step in it and die. never the less i fight i don't want to stop being me i need ME even if it i am messed up in many ways it is me who deals with the end result and only me alone unless someone intervenes eg family member. they won't find me i don't want anyone to find me well maybe someone? i know they won't come i know it's impossible but the thought is there the dream is there so i will never give up waitin until that day is here until they are here beside me fighting loving and caring helping me care for the things that don't matter any more for the things i don't bother with anymore. can you hurry can you FREE my soul from this pitfull of nothing?

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