I know I did wrong. I know it. I know I did. But now I'm hurt. I'm scared. I need somebody. I know I always look to you, but that's because I trust you. Now you're gone, I don't know when i'll see you again, and I'm even more scared and stressed. I can't sleep. I can't eat. I've got no one to turn to anymore. You said to make friends and I tried, god I tried. But they used me too. No one else knows what I go through and when I let people in they hurt me more. I know it's unhealthy for me. But I can't help it. The piece of driftwood fell apart and now I'm drowning.