I always have so much in my mind to let out.
So many feelings of hardship and loss.
So many happy and fruitful things that I've encountered.
But somehow I never get all that I need to say out.
If I get anything across, it's all negative.
But I find myself in need of writing when shit has happened.
When I feel less than a person.
Always when I'm at a level where the dirt and scum are above me.
Know that I can look at everything positively.
I do have a friend or two that I care more about than anything.
Brothers who would die for me.
I can't thank those people enough for keeping me around.
I do what I can for the love of them.
And although it may not be enough, it seems to give them the effort to love me back.
My best friend, for instance, I know would do anything for me.
She's always been there when I needed her without a second glance.
I will do anything to maintain the love I have for the few people who care.
I will do everything.
I will.
