what is the point when everything you love turns to dust. all I want is just to have someone there for me, someone to help me threw anything someone that loves me for who i am. trust really does take a long time to build up and it can all go with in a second. it's just no fair. As I've been growing up whenever I say, that's not fair my family would say "Lives not fair" I never realized how true they are.I mean ya'no not always getting your own way and having to work really hard for things people have been brought up with and will have for their live without donating a thing or helping a soul. I don't really have high aims or anything like that because well in my life, it doesn't EVER last. Lives to be living in the past but what if the past is the future? i mean if you can't get over the past then how can you face the future when you know what's going to happen. living in fear. urgh, everything goes so quick.. i even wrote a poem when I was going out with the 'love' of my life, if you knew me well you'll know that should be a real honour because I never ever ever write them -.- (..i am crap thou). "Yeah so I live my life day by day,
No one really caring about my say,
My life is kinda’ grey,
Living in a good way
Being myself, what’s in my DNA,
Whenever anyone bad popped up I ran away
I clean my mouth so I don’t get tooth decay
The entire normal boring things aye’?
Then one day I bumped in to this guy, I said hay.
I loved him from that second but I kept away
Because I’d get rejected like the Texas independent day.
I loved him even from alphanumeric display
I said to myself whatever he said I’d obey
Hoping one day I’d receive a beautiful bouquet.
Now I’ve got him and my life is complete.
I love you so much, my life’s pretty neat". aha, i ment every letter in every word of that 8 word sentence, "I love you". I don't joke with words like that. I'm still getting over him. -.- The words I say I mean and you can take my word, I NEVER CHANGE MY WORD. Well I'm off got mocks all week. yaay. Masking emotions is hard, eh. byeee.
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