Long and a wast of your time all your doing is surching for a picture
that you just might not get
She was born in a shithole town of Saint John. Grew up in little
crappy apartments, With 2-3 bedrooms, A bathroom, Living room, And
kitchen. No lawn, Just stairs to the door, And a doorbell, To ask
permission to enter. She has a dream, To leave this place and make
something of herself. So when she gets buried 6 feet under the ground,
And is having her flesh consumed by bugs and maggots, That her name
will be remembered. For someone to care enough to come and leave her
flowers once a year, And say nice things to a piece of stone with her
name carved into it, And the day she took her last breath.
✖ ✄ ☁
I tend to drift to the back of the crowd, Where it's safe, And I know
I wont get hurt. Never getting noticed, Always looked over, Never
spoken to. Where I live the life of space taken up by something not
worth anything. But, It's where I feel most content, Where I feel the
most like I can life through the day, Without being overtaken with
stress, Drama, And problems. That are to big for me to handle. It's
happened to much, And I can't/wont take it anymore.
Half of you people, Wont even talk to me, Just because of my looks.
And it's a shame. Really. You don't know what your missing.
I wont let you use me, I wont let you walk all over me. I'm done with
that, You think that people will accept you more if you give them what
they ask for. But no, They turn around and use it against you. I'm
down and out with that stuff now.
And by reading what I have written up there, You might think I'm a
bitch, But in all honesty, I'm not, But, I'm not going to say I'm one
of the nicest people you will ever meet. Because there prolly are
nicer people out than me. I will say, That I can make you smile, And
laugh untill your sides feel like they are going to fall off. But I
will only be as random and funny, As you seem to be. If you talk with
one word responses, I prolly will to. But if you talk, And make me
laugh, I will make you laugh to. Fair is fair I think.
I have a big heart, But no one who wants to share it.
I like. I love. I get rejected. I cry. I smile.
I WILL ONLY GIVE YOU MY MYSPACE IS I WANT