En ymmarra... miten elama on. Ikava kurnii sisallani, en tieda mita tehda. Haluan juosta, juosta kauas kauas pois. Mutta miten voisin? Minne voisin kadota?
Olen kaukana, kaukana kodista. Elama ei tunnu samalta, kuin kotona. Kaikki on kuin huumaa, unta ei totta.
En tunne mitaan, I am so sick. So very very sick, lost in my world.
My own tiny world, from where I want to escape. Why can't it just be the same? I Don't know what to do. I'm confused, lost and scared.
Can mom just hug me tight and make it feel all better? Could she just hold my hand, and make all these feeling go away.
I wish I was a little girl again, 5 or 6, that way if anyone hurt me, they would pick me up, kiss me , and hold me tight- and it'll all be just. -Okay.
"Mommy mommy, there's something funny, moving around my tummy... Please make it go away. They do not flutter like butterflies do, they do not bounce like a kangaroo, they're stabbing shooting burning, twisting digging in me like clowns with thorns "
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