4 years is how long I'm free. But how long will my freedom last and was I ever actually free or am I now a prisoner of my own mind. I changed the way I look so they won't find me. They're hunting me, they want me back. I won't let them. I hide myself and surrender to the needs of my siblings. Our parents left us so it's just us eight and I take care of all of us. I don't have a life of my own, my life consists out of hiding and taking care of my brothers and sisters. But how long until I crack, how long until I can't wear someone else's skin, how long until my past catches up with me and how long until it consumes me? Will I ever open up to someone? Will I ever find love? Will I ever start living?