why am i depressed? why do i let them get to me? why did i let anyone in? how do i get myself out of this hole? why do i do things when i know the consequences are great? why do i put others above myself? why am i mom? why cant i let go? why am i afraid to grow up? will i really be happy? will i stop acting? somethings cant be answered. i dont know why, and i wish they could be. why cant i get out and away? come and get me laur