Take a look at her face.
Do you think she is okay? 51 years old not a wrinkle on her face.
But the stress she is
Going through would give you a bad day. Have you wondering if it's all really fake. Her childhood was not even okay. I'm in a very small space. Not enough oxygen to breathe. Will I ever get rescued from this place. Living with people who are supposed to be your family just sucking the life out of me.I know its time to go but, my heart will not let me leave. I call on God I guess he or she does not hear me.
I am a mother, I am a friend, I listen to others complain watching there depression set in, not once do they see the pain I'm in. I have so much to say no one is listening. I cannot breathe too many spirits around in and out my space. Feel like I'm trapped inside a robot. Don't get me wrong, I do deserve a break.
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