Elliot's p.o.v
Life is always hard and busy, nobody said living and surviving in the world would be easy.
Opening up old wounds and silencing the sweet pleasant innocent sounds of nature, it is a neverending sacrifice.
I give and give, but I don't receive nothing back in return.
It hurts for me to always have to be the one to burn.
I wonder whenever will enough be good enough.
All I ever wanted was to be loved and appreciated, is that too much to ask for?.
Life is never fair, but at least I have hair and air to breathe through into my lungs.
Life is all about making choices and sacrifices in which draws me closer to the sweet voices of angels, my dearly beloved ones.
