Friday, June 15, 2012
All the mistakes I've made. All the trials I've over come. No matter how spoiled i am, I'm still the only one. The only one who knows my story, the only one who feels my pain. The only one who knows the troubled thoughts that always go through my brain. You know me, but not my story. You've heard the rumors. But please remember, they might be as fake as the person who told you.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
. . .
You see a girl with a pretty face, but never notice the tears that roll down it
You see a girl with an amazing smile, but never see what makes it disappear.
You judge her by what you see, but never take the time to learn hear story.
You always talk about her, but never take the time to talk to her.
You start to notice when your world turns,
hers is rising.
How does it feel?
You see a girl with an amazing smile, but never see what makes it disappear.
You judge her by what you see, but never take the time to learn hear story.
You always talk about her, but never take the time to talk to her.
You start to notice when your world turns,
hers is rising.
How does it feel?
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