I cried last night for the first time in years, for me. I finally stopped lying to myself. I am unhappy. I have been unhappy for awhile now, but I have always been able to find away to make it better. But know I have finally ran out of ways to mask my unhappiness. I am losing in more ways then one. The light at the end of my tunnel has been lost for quiet some time now and I am losing my way. The cards that are being dealt have been losing hands.

With people asking there has to be more to you; there isn’t this is what you get. I am that forgettable person in the corner. I could disappear and they would never think twice about it. I have just been taking up the space, but I have already begun to fade away and the room is beginning to have more space in it.

I am Marcus’ sister, I am the girl that is always with Demetreus, and yes I am Lancaster. I am nothing more, but so much less.