Shit Days
You know what I know I miss maybe most?
You were the person I talked to when I was sad, or upset.
You were the one I trusted.
Sure I tell my mom a lot.
But sometimes...
Like the other day.
Mom was at work.
Everyone was busy and I just had a shit day.
A really fucking shit day. I wish I could've talked to you.
I'm tired of life, Chris. Tired of everything. Every day the same.
I want to run away. Not forever.
Just. To get away. Be someone else for a while.
I don't know.
I need you.
I need to talk.
I can't do this without you.
I can't do life without you.
I'm pathetic.
I'm not strong.
Help.
~me