Words. There is only so much words can tell, I have so many things I want to say, But just can't say them... I'm left in a stutter hoping one day someone will understand.

Just A Stranger I am a mere fraction of the world's large population. Not even a twentieth of the world knows who I am. I'm an invisible, ashen shadow in the world- Just a stranger walking by.

Does This Come To An End? Now and again I go through stages, Where #life just doesn't seem worth living. I feel sick to my stomach and my head is aching. I have even resorted to self harm... Something that I thought I would never admit, Even though Until bloody and sore I scratched and gruesomely bit. But I'm terrified of everything... The present and the future, I don't know how much I can endure. Does this come to an end? Otherwise things will get bad for sure.

The thought of growing up terrifies me.

See The Light I am going to stand up tall and try my best, I am going to ignore the chatter from the rest. I am going to be confident with my decisions, I am going to see my dreams as future visions. I am going to make the most of living, I am going to love, laugh and not stop giving. I am going to make this year the very best, I am going to make it more memorable from the rest. I am going to keep my promises and be polite, And then maybe I am going to see the light.