I'm asking help me.

Yeah, I don't know what to do with myself anymore.
I'm asking what to do.
Im asking who to trust.
Im asking for help!
But who will answer?

[No one yet. Just more dissapointment and abandonment.]

Ive got some thoughts that I cant tell anyone.
I haven't told anyone because I haven't figured it out myself.
Even though I have a pretty damn good idea what its leading me too.

I hate that I'm doing this...but...it reminds me of a quote from Huck Finn. [cringes and falls off chair in pain, convulsing.]

"You cant pray a lie."

Yeah Mark Twain...you could say that.