its all okay

Tue, 03/15/2016 - 14:04 -- Angel51

i sit and tell myself,

its all gonna be okay,

every single day theres not a thought that doesnt give me anxiety.

i dream that maybe one day things will change and


i feel it all coming out

they say im a problem child,

all these stuff inside of me is gonna come out

no wonder my dad chose to not be around

but when i wake up and realize that im broker than change,

kicked out of foster homes,

please explain why they cant stand me?

is there a way for me to change?

or am i just a victim of things of what i did to maintain?



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