I remember now.
I remember why I my heart asks for so much attention. I don't speak of it loudly, but my heart always calls for it. I can't be alone. Every time I seek for a helping hand, no one is there. Every time I cry, no one is there. Every time I honestly and truly have a break down, it's always someone new coming to my rescue. Why can't these people be constant? When I'm sad, you'd think I'd be able to call anyone right? But how come I didn't? How come it can't be them? Why can't I do it?

Dear stranger,

I’m asking you to take my hand
I won’t make you & I won’t demand.
But if you could find it in your heart,
you’d hold me close & never depart.
I’m so used to being left alone
so please tell me I’m not on my own.

If I presented my life in a form of a book, each page would be drenched in tears. Each chapter would tell you a story of my misfortune and pain. But how do I write down these events, if it only continues to bring me sorrow? When will my eyes run dry because it's getting harder and harder to breathe. I don't know when to let someone in and I don't know how to let someone go. Because each time someone leaves, it feels like they're taking away another part of me.