one day im going to put on paper my feelings the way i was raised, how hurt i was and am, how i tryed to learn things on my own, how i strogeled in life, how hurt i still am and how my life was then, mabe just then others will understand me and not make fun of me and say things about me behind my back, and then when thay come face to face with me and see and hear my cry for help . you see many years i have cryed out for help and all i got was laughed at and put down.thay dont look at it as the way i do i help people i bend over backwards i would give my shirt off my back if i knew it would help any to help others to get better not laugh and go on .many years i bent over backwards to help others and then when i cry out for help i dont get help just a hard cold shoulder that comes with hurt pain nightmares.im now at the end of my rope and wanting to make one more try with a frash start with a man that cares and one that will love me and take care of me . then maby ill start climbing back up that long hard loneley rope.but this time with the one that loves me .
ps i know i get to be a pain to some but after today i have one true friend and one perfect friend waiting on me
where is the people at when i need them to help me?
when will it end ............................................
