my resources and i feel defeated. i begin to realize that the hollow shell of a girl that i stare back at in the mirror is not what i want for myself. i know it sounds crazy, but i just know that there is something so much greater in this world that can fill me with light, that will turn my ashes into something beautiful. so i pray and i wait.
i thought i had it all figured it out. putting up the walls around the flame that had been burning inside for so long. out of the hell that was that little down and having escaped to what was meant 