my solution

i regret most of my life spent half of my childhood alone noone to share my thoughts always felt a rage, a weird feeling in my heart except when i got away in my crazy imagination and thought about all the good times where i was happy for a long time i knew i was introverted built myself from bone to bone alone in a room crying, wishing i was dead but now i found my passion writing every step of the way hoping this would all come to an end but i will find a solution myself