Everyone changes eventually. They change so much they can't even recognize themselves anymore. I've lost my old self. The pure, softhearted, loving one. Where did it go? Where am I? Why am I trapped under this skin I don't know. This face, it looks so different. These eyes, they've seen so much and aged. This body has grown into such a figure. My thoughts, they've been cursed with fear, peer...

I had a dream.Of everyone walking down dark dull lighted hallways.Gold stair cases.Everyone was wearing black dresses and full black suits with horse and wolf masks over their heads.Everyone stared at me as I was in the center of the room in a white stray jacket.As I kept looking at all of them, fearing them. I soon, became one of them. I was in a black dress, with just a white rose on my dress. A...

How must I cope to feel better? What must I do to forget the pain?I used to think, maybe if I was like them, like the other kids, the drugs would work? They say that the fantasy world is much better and is easier to get to. I had my two sense though. I knew it would only last a good month or two before I wanted more. So instead of coping how I always saw friends and people do, I ignored the call...