when i was little
did i guess i would come to this?
did they guess?
their happy little girl
how pained they must feel?
if they knew the truth
It's tiring to keep wearing the masks and keep the act going strong. Sometimes when people expect me to smile and laugh, I toil to work my face into one. It is painful, and hard, and I'm very tired... But i have to keep acting. I can't stop. What I really feel, I can't let it show. It's not right, not nice, not normal. But I can't help myself from feeling the way I do.
this life
did that little girl ever guess she would grow up into this
...sometimes, I don't mind being forever twentyone...
...i've got 100 days left to be forever twentyone...
oh no get those horrid thoughts out of your system, you can't ever let that happen, you can't hurt them.
...whole life ahead...
...they gave you life...
...cherish it...
...life will pick up again...
I went off @
8:15 AM
Monday, June 22, 2009