I'm doing....Better
Worse but better...
Worse because it seems every person who matters to me is depressed and alone and I can't fix it or them...
Better because I've stopped cutting and that's good.....
I don't know what to do for them though...
I keep trying but I make it worse...
I can't do anything..
I'm sitting helpless on the sidelines
... watching the people I love slowly die.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Isabelle's Poetry Journal (a continuation of Homesick Angel)
PoesiaMy name is Isabelle I am 15 years old (not my real age.) I am a "Homesick Angel" at least that's what I'm told I am called the people like me are called the people who are depressed suicidal empty numb those people they're just trying to go home T...
