Dear Joe

Dear Joe,

The voices where loud today,

I sat in my bed,

listening to your old videos,

but even they,

did not bring a smile to my face.

The voices,

they speak the truth,

the ugly words in which,

I will never tell you.

My counsellor has given up,

finally.

She was speaking to my parents,

I'm hopeless,

everyone knows it.

Everyone thinks about things,

but we don't all think the same way.

So why do we tell each other,

to be ourselves,

but then yell at our selves,

when we are different?

It confuses me.

However, you didn't post this Sunday,

I hope your okay,

I'm selfish but,

I wouldn't last a day knowing you,

where not okay.

You will never see this,

but you're the reason I'm alive,

living and breathing today,

and for that,

I am forever great full.

Love always,

Spring.

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--not asking rudely as I love you all, but if you enjoy the story voting helps me know and stay motivated :) enjoy!--