moon is gone, again

10 o'clock moon is gone, again.

Im lost. tired. sick. stoned..

How i wish e pure moon back, hope it is the scar on my thumb, stay there forever.

****shits

*I hope im a bit stronger than i really am.

*I was trying very hard to be the child that's in my dad's mind for the past 19 years, and now i realise, i cant, i cant be the child in his mind. It's only what he wants me to be, what he thinks is right for me, what he hopes i can become. not myself. I hate it. I live 19 years only for one's hope. And now, what is me?

*I must be strong, be grateful.