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The short girl with the purple hair stood up from her bed and walked out of her room for the first time today. She goes to the kitchen picks out a snack and goes back to her room, her safe haven. She never knew that her life would be like this; feeling alone but not truly alone. Depression is one hell of a bitch. She's tried everything to help herself but none of it worked; all that's left is the empty and numbness feeling. She just wanted to be okay and she guesses that's all she is.
"Help me" she says, without words being spoken. Nobody listens. She sits in her room, staring at a wall or ceiling while thoughts of her youth run through her mind, thinking 'Where did it all go wrong?'. That's just life; It likes to mock people. Some say it's the devil, some say it's your choices and actions, and some say it's because of your family. Who is right and who is wrong? Nobody knows. She prays to a God that she doesn't believe in, to help her through this darkness that's surrounding her. A God that doesn't like to help, especially when it's about her, apparently.
"One day.. I'll finally be okay." She says out loud. "I'm going to make it happen whether it takes me a day or years. I'll be okay." She promised herself.
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