It would be more preferable for me if I did not say my name online.
As it says up there, I am a female, I am 13, sadly. The music I like
is music that actually makes sense and has something there for you to
learn, like a life lesson. I like writing poetry that expresses my
feelings toward things that are happening right now, or just about my
life. I enjoy being with people that don't follow instead they lead,
or that they are unique and different not just like those strangely
annoying clones. I do not have a favorite food since I cannot really
eat, no, I don't have an eating disorder, it's just tonsillitis. I
don't have a favorite movie since personally I think that they are a
waste of time, unless it is a true story. I love to sing, the tones
of the words you sing, are amazing and can tell a lot about your
feelings. I like sports, especially ice skating since it's just too
"cool", how you could slide and feel the cold and the smoothness of
ice. Winter is my favorite season. I like drawing... I'm not good. I
am single, I have been asked out, I'm not bragging... because I'm not
one of those cute perky barbie dolls. I do not wear glasses. My hair
color is brown, and my eye color is gray. I do not like my hair color
since it seems too light ._. My favorite colors are all neutrals
except brown. I believe that love is the caring and supporting of one
person to another. I hate, well not really "hate", but dislike
homophobes, because I think that people should not judge what another
person is because they have the right to be however they want to be.
Also, I'm not that dark, I'm not even emotional, or "emo", in fact, I
do not like labeling myself, but, I do smile. :>
Do you ever feel like crying yourself to sleep?
You're just crying 'til your eyes feel like they'll bleed.
Do you ever feel like you just wanna roll over and die?
For now, all you can do is cry.
In your sleep, what is in your dreams?
Maybe knives or guns, or your secret silent screams.
You feel like you'll never be happy again.
Just blame the past and whatever happened back then...
Maybe your parents fight until their voices are so hoarse,
While you sit in your room and let the monsters run their course.
It looks as if it's just not your day,
And no one will listen to what you've got to say.
Everyone claims that they know what you're going through,
But none of them would last a single day walking in your shoes.
They have everything you don't have, it's not fair,
But the worst part is that no one seems to care.
Nobody hears you when you want to speak,
So they wouldn't notice if you decide to leave.
Just run away, there's nothing here for you,
But once you've left, what is there to do?
Maybe you'll steal daddy's gun and run up into your room,
And think about a life without all this doom and gloom.
Once you blow your brains out all over your bedroom floor,
Maybe you won't be in this misery anymore.
I love this game..
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