If you believe hard enough you can do anything, or thats what they tell us. So we strive for more, continue to live. I had dreams. I quickly learnt dreams dont come true. I cant do anything. I cant disappear. Each day is a struggle, its so hard now. I left home. I left home. I left home. Nope it doesnt get any easier to say. It was for the best, but now i feel so strange. So so so strange. I miss the little things, cleaning my room, sleeping in my bed, looking out my window. I miss being able to escape. Ah Escape. How i long to escape. Why am i even bothering, nobody has the words i long to hear.