megnoman

As i sit here, in my studio, i wonder where did everything go wrong.Here i am, sitting, alone enveloped by sadness, plagued by distrust and the feeling of betrayal. The "Enemy" has recruited my last comrade. I sit here, with no allies, no weapons, no defense. I have to one to believe in or trust anymore, nor do i believe that i will trust again. I have lost countless battles, and countless allies to the enemy. There is  not a single soul left that i can depend on. This war is over. i lost my the war, that i dont care about, but once again, i have lost my friends.

There's a space in my heart thats empty. Everyone has that empty space but fills it differently.Some drink the pain away, others smoke,  and some even love it. Personally, i hate it. I mean, i'm not hurting cause somebody hurt me, or because  i want to. No, i hurt because i was born hurting...The unbearable pain of living with the burden of my parents splitting soon after my birth. The pain of being alone on my first day of school, but for everyday of my life. But the something unexpected happened....a family accepted me, made me feel like life is amazing. I'm so grateful to them, but they have no idea. I would do anything for them, because t