One another day starting from the pain , tears rolling down waiting fow someone to care. No I don't have any am all alone here struggling to death to live. There's weight in tears it just rolls down the eye but do I have anyone to value that.
It's your“ Daily drama “ Said by him , unintentionally helped by him, you get to know you don't have worth. The eye plz don't cry your belongings will go waste.
Diary… . Broken