I'm always there when anyone needs me.
I'm the shoulder to cry on.
I'm the voice of reason when the world is confusing.
I'm the one that will listen.
So where do I go when I need to cry?
When I'm confused?
When I want someone to listen to me?
My room. I go to myself. You see, I'm the strong one. I'm not supposed to have a crisis. I'm not supposed to feel any real emotion. I'm the catcher not the pitcher. You can talk to me about anything. But no one wants me to talk. Silver never cries. Silver is always so happy.
damn....at least my cat feels me.