So much has happened and at the same time nothing really happens, I'm still the same, still alone, still waiting, still thinking of all the wonderful possibilities of better lives.
What would I be if I wasn't in this reality?
Somewhere, in a different reality I am happy, I am successful, I am with (), or in another reality ..... never left and I never got so sick.
I am very angry at the ones who killed the person I could have been.
In a different reality that never, never happened so long ago that made me who I am.