As I wake up I feel the silk between my toes, reminding me of the childhood that i once had. The one where i had a family that rejoiced in m y accomplishments, and distraught in my sorrows. But now that is no more.
my father is dead, and my mother does nothing but growl about with either my fails, or my wins.
My life is falling apart and i have no control over where it will end up.
I hope it's a better place then where I am now.
Who knows what will bwcome of me.
All I cfan do is wait.
I am only one person with no one to help.
My life is naught but a story to be read and contemplated on.