Am I lost or completely free?
Life hasn't been easy for me. I never ever thought moving away was this difficult to take in. I find myself crying myself to sleep sometimes, wishing I had never left. I feel so alone. I sometimes feel like I've lost my will to live, my soul just wandering around. I'm trying to pick myself back up, but it ain't as easy as it seems to be. Because I'm already torn apart.
I wish I could be heard. But nobody will ever understand what it feels like to leave unwillingly. I have no one. No one understands. So I cry. Because all I can do is cry. Useless and pathetic. Crushing inside. Everything is just falling apart.