Whatsmyname?, chapter 3

But if I did that, they would have won, then they will forget me and I will be nothing. I must keep fighting I will not be forgotten, I was brought into this world kicking and screaming and that's how in going out. I'm not going to lie down and give up, iv gone through too much for that. I picked myself up off the ground and rub myself down to get all the junk off me. I walked off to the nearest train station and paid for a ticket. I sat and waited for the train to come. The station was deserted, empty and cold. It was just like my heart. At that point I didn't trust anybody, not the guy I bought the ticket from, not the cleaner sweeping the floors, not myself. That was the lowest point in my life. I thought about everything I had to live for but it didn't help, as I sat there clutching my one and only ticket to somewhere an odd clam swept over, and a little voice told me that everything was going to be ok. The train pulled up beside the bench I was sitting on. No one came out when the doors opened; I walked into an empty compartment and took a seat. I was heading east, well at least I think I was I didn't bother to find out where my ticket was for, I didn't care I just needed to get out of that hell hole. I hadn't brought a lot of stuff with me, just the few clothes I had, and my Eeyore. I needed him more now than ever before. I cried myself to sleep alone on an empty train.

Summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

I woke up, it was raining. It was morning. I was hungry so I went and got something to eat, I loooove hot pockets. I went back to my cart and looked out the window for what seemed like hours. It was calming looking out to the ever-changing landscape. It got my mind off my life; I was putting off thinking about my next home or my next meal. I don't want to grow up, it is to hard and painful. I was forced to grow up to quickly, I want my childhood back. I want to play with Barbie and finish high school and go to dances. Just to feel young again. I feel to old, im only 19 I would love just to be 12 again.

Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends