Sometimes when I look at old photos of myself I feel myself fill with sadness and I begin to mourn, I have lost myself utterly and completely. The innocent oblivious child I was...not a care in the world, my best friend was my brother and I played with fairies no one could tell me they weren't real, as I grew I lost her I became more aware but I still had faith, faith that i deserved better I knew she was only human and drugs were just a bit of fun, he just didn't see me often because he was busy and the new one she had chosen would make up for that anyway..he couldn't tell me he loved me but I knew he must because he was my daddy, and she wo