everytime i cry i see the little curled up and cry more like a baby, everytime. it hurts to see him be so hopeless of everything, it hurts for me to see him wishing he had better parents, it hurts to see hum doubt his abilities to grow as a person, i wish the world wasnt so cruel to him, then maybe u could be a better person. maybe i wouldnt be crying over little things, maybe i would have loved myself even more.
if i only i had a loving and caring mom who would see me more than an asset, if only i had a loving dad who would be there for me when i needed him.
i cant even trust my own blood and flesh, it’s just myself out here trying to find a way so i could escape but it seems like everything is just a void atp.
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