I wish that i can say that every thing's okay
But i cant
i pretent that my parents dont fight.
but they do.
i live in a imaginary world.
like im daddy's little girl
and get everything that i want....
Sheena snap out of it.
something yells at me in my head.
On the outside looking in people think i have this wonderful life.
But i dnt.
Thats what kills me.
My Dad's never there.
Usually you see your dad in the crowd cheering and screaming.
Mine doesnt do that.
I try not to cry.
I just cant help it though.
I try to stay sane.
Hope.
Imagine.
Dream.
Thats all i can do.
Till everything gets better