Void of Space

I didn't mean for it to sound like that.... why is everything I say and do always wrong?

I hate giving up.... because I've always believed that quiters would never make it in the world. But maybe I'm better off just doing that.

Giving up....

This'll be the seventh day of me crying myself to sleep. Or crying myself awake. Or maybe even both. During the day I'm fine, but at night... everything comes out.

I don't know what to do... what else -can- I do?

Nothing...