I feel like my head is going to e...
They donít see me but only the scars able to see.
I hide behind closed doors but the scars let them peak through.
My poker smile is fading away but life isnít holding back.
Everything goes on when all I am is stuck in a daze.
Inside me is terror, hate and anger but my soul still strives.
So my name is Chloe. I was adopted from Mississippi when i was a baby. The parents that adopted me are the ones i am talking about, so if i say mom and dad it is the people who adopted me. My dad has been sexually abuse...
its been over a year since i told.ever since then i have been up and down. the words i heard were..foster home.you dont deserve to live.bitch.home wrecker.group home. they dont care.sister.suicide.cut.meds.psycho.fuckup.dont ruin your life.ugly...
im dead inside.
i dont think i can be someone.
i dont know how much longer i can hold on.
what is wrong with me.
everything is happening so wrong...
am i that bad of a person..guess so. F*** life