Mel .

Sixteen, Aquarius, Canadian, Hindu. Ask me.. I don't bite.. only sometimes. Rawrr!

I look for that special place where I belong, where I'm understood.. so I spark the device to the narcotic that allows me to escape this world.. escape all the expectations and limitations that imprison me. I instead go to a place that I could call my own, a world awaiting me.. Above the clouds I feel invincible but there's only one thing wrong.. like everything in life this won't last forever, so I slip back. Back to the depression, oppression, slavery; I'm force to endure I look into the mirror and ask myself 'was it worth it?'

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