when i woke up this morning..i thought i was asleep.
But i am alive. I fight through the days trying to be the best i can be, while inside I feel as if I'm torn apart, and all i wish is that I was not alive. But that would not improve the fact that pain is not something that can be avoided. I need to be alive to prove that I can live through the pain, and make myself a better person because of it.