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When you do not know how to say how you truly feel. When the time never seems to be right. When your just really unsure, what do you do? Who do you turn to? Will they listen? Even care? My mind is full of questions with unsatisfying answers.. Confusion and those unsettling feelings.
Sometimes I think back and realize that in the end all I ever really wanted was to be loved..There you were with your arms open. It seems like it was never enough.
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Here’s to the past. For all the times I’ve been heartbroken, back stabbed, talked about. Here’s to every single person who made fun of me that made me stronger. Here’s to all the assholes who have played with my heart and left me hanging while I still had faith in you. Here’s to my past, that made me stronger. That made me the person I am today. Here’s to all my friends that have been there then magically left.
But most important of all, Here’s to the Future..
I shed tears for what reason. Does it show that I’m weak? Am I weak? Is this right? How long will this last? There are always so many questions. I have answers but I never seem to like them. I’m so lost in life. Every thing is just some type of game that every one plays. Life is a joke anymore. I fail to see the beauty within. Where have I gone? There have been numerous times that I sit back and think. Never this hard. I AM A CHILD! Yet i have thoughts and an attitude of a adult. I strive to be this adult persona. I am an adult, right? No, never, not at this age. I have a child in me that screams and yells for its turn. I’m growing up to fast. I can not help it. I want a reason to why I breathe, to why I wake up every morning, to why I strive to be so grown. Yet, I still have none. Friends? Family? No. Money? Sex? Drugs? Is this really what I have become. Am I ashamed? No, not at all. It is what makes me, me. There is no harm in what I do. It is not like I sell myself. I do it to help a friend.. I guess that’s the best way to put it. My pleasures in life, I guess. Who am I? What are you? Are we really only humans or are we something much more that we could never understand, so we call it something simple. I realize there are a lot of questions that stand before me. For me to become what I’m suppose to be I am to answer the question in a correct form. More or less a answer suitable for society. I never agree with playing by the rules, but if one wants to live then they do as their told. Normally writing clears my mind. Not today, it has only taken me to farther places. What am I? did I really come to this?
PERFECTION!!! me on the left. life its self on the right. Ever since I seen this movie that thing has always been my perception of what life would look like.
