How can things be so crazy and I still be okay? I tell myself that this is only temporary and that things go back to normal but honestly, when do these things ever turn around? Doesn’t happen. Is it being downplayed for my benefit, or does he truly believe what he says? Enemies until the bitter end. The cruelest people of people shed tears, and I am still okay. Maybe you need proof before you can feel. I’ve grown up like this, and immunities get stronger as they are needed, but I can’t be so cold. Broken puzzle pieces spill from your mouth, incriminating you for that a crime where professing guilt is not required, nor will it make any difference. You have done no wrongs. Freedom is nowhere in sight, and the key has long been lost, never to be found.