***Someone needs to help me
because no one knows what I
am going through***



       Dear It,

            No one knows what you did to me. I wonder how it wold be if anyone found out.You always look at me and smile going on with your day.With no shame of what you did.This is what you did to me and i don't know what you are thinking about everyday you pass me in the hallway.The look on your face brings back all disgrace always thinking about that place.The wonders of the pass as everyone startes at me while I stare into space.