[First Post] 5
No one really knows how I feel inside.
And yet day-to-day I stay alive.
It's but a few people that keep me going and going.
But the cancer of my soul keeps growing and growing.
I've come to a point to know
that no one really cares if I come or go.
My hands aren't tied but my hearts not free.
For my mind has it locked up so it can't clearly see
all of my soul's greatest fears.
That when I cry, no one will help to dry my tears.
If I only had three wishes,
I'd only need but one.
For up till now, my life has been a lie.
If I only had my wish, I wish I would...