Saturday, December 19, 2009
its faith.
ah.I hate when people judge me by the way I look because life is still hard for me each an everyday that's why I rather laugh now and cry later.People just look at me.Look enough to stare.not noticing the inside of me.They just look at the clothes I wear.They don't know how I feel.They think I'm always glad.But there's something they don't no.I'm the one who's feeling sad.They think I always win .but really I always loose.they think my life is so great.but they couldn't stay one day in my shoes.You may think I'm strong.You may think I'm tough.but you have no idea my life is so rough.every time I'm in my room.you'll see water go down my eyes.you'll ask me what's wrong.I'll put on a fake discies.people say that I am to good to get hurt.but I'm just like everyone else.I wish that could work.everybody says I look to good.and I'm just a teasebut I cry my eyes out then put on a cheeze.when love came into my lifesurprisingly that was something I feared.I never thought I'd be feeling like this in all my 18 years.yes I've been in love.yes I got hurt.but you are wrong about everything.and what it can do.that's why I'm here.to throw away this stress & strife.to start all over.maybe a new life.but people over here.is the same as over there.they just look at your appearance .and the style of your hair.never to look in the inside of me.never to care .I was brought into this world .realizing life's not fair.so if you really think........I look to good.I dress to nice.I never get hurt.I'll never stay by a guy side.and the word love.I can't describe.your wrong about that too.I'm just like everyone else around me I'm just like you....
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