I haven't looked or felt like this in my city since I first entered.  I can hardly feel anymore.  My dad doesn't understand.  My sister doesn't understand.  My brother couldn't understand, nor would I want him to be involved.  I can't even think of a future like this.

All I want is to die but not be dead.

I don't want pain anymore.

I don't want this anymore.

I'm sorry.

All I'm doing is making you all feel bad.  My negativity is being contagious.  I...I can't anymore.

I'll keep living.

But I'm deader than a dinosaur right now.

I'll keep moving.

But I've stilled in development.

Or maybe I've gone backward.

Dad said that.

He's right.

He's always right.

I hate his logic.

Taking my escapes away does nothing but hurt.

I can barely feel anymore.

I don't want to not feel.

I don't want to be like him.

I can't anymore