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The kind of person I am...

I'm the kind of person, to not care so much what's happening to myself. The kind of person who walks in life by themselves, when life punches them in the stomache. The kind of person, who, in their secluded privacy, where no one can see them, they crumple in pain, grabbing their sides, pulling at the air, trying desperatly to grasp something to help hold themselves in. I'm the kind of person, who stares with saucer like eyes into the distance, into the nothingness of space, forever searching for that glimpse of something, but never knowing what. I'm the kind of person who will sit, with mouth agape, opening and shutting it, trying to breath, trying to save myself, yet fearing what pain that breath, that life, might bring. I'm the kind of person, who has a giant, raw, gaping hole in her, one she must fill, one that's sore always, and growing, it's edges moving further out, faster then she can push them in. I'm the kind of person, who shuts her eyes so tight, to stop the tears, who won't let them see what's happening. I'm the kind of person who can only be herself in solitude, and quiet. So when someone calls for me, when someone needs my help, when someone begs me to come and walk with them, to be with them, to listen to them, to know what it is they need...I'm the kind of person, who will pick themselves up off the floor, take a deep breath of life, compose themselves, and walk off with a smile on their face to help that friend, that person in need. I'm the kind of person, who won't show the frown no matter how much they hurt inside, for they feel that others will always need them more then they need others, and they know, that they will be able to go home, and write about what kind of person they are....