Christy, 19th June.
Sixteen.
I ignored the signs, opened every door,
But I couldnt find what I searched for.
I try to fight, but I turn and run,
Every move I make is the wrong one.
You patiently wait for my next mistake, I know it wont be much longer.
You waited, til I sobered,
You came when you knew that game was over,
I didnt even want to be found.
never knew fitting in could be this hard .