I don't really know whats left. I don't really know what to do I don't know anything. I didn't want it to become like this I didn't want to fall again I didn't think this was going to happen. I am tired. I am sore I am very confused I want to go to sleep. I want my mouth to stop hurting I want... things I hate these feelings I hate this day I hate the fact that I feel like this. Hm. it isn't supposed to be a poem. just a list.It works. I don't care. ...oh hell