I feel like crying. I fell the num inside and the rotting feeling in my stomach. I don't want to speak, I don't want to move. I don't want anything but the numbness and nothing lets. No more no less. This is way I feel everyday. I don't get ignored and I am love in most ways, but I acted everyday to the best and I believe everything is ‘ok’ until I get home. I'm not abused, there's always food and there's always heat. But inside me is always cold..... forever cold.
