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La photographie de Moi
{{Newest to Oldest...}}
{{Ferget The Order. It has None. I'm So Unorganized.}}
L-e-r-a-b-e-l-l-a.
Just Another Stupid Messed up Imaginary Negative Girl.
I believe I can STOP being shy.
But, who cares what I believe, won't happen.
I wish that I could STOP straightening my hair.
But, that'll only happen when it finally straightens itself.
People said these eyes would turn red.
But, these blue eyes proved them wrong.
Maybe, sometime in my life I'd stop falling in love and just get up?
Too late, 'cause I'm head over heels and it's never ending.
“They” want me to stop wearing that pentagram of mine
But, I'm wearing it aren't I?
The doctor said I'd get sick if i kept cutting myself open.
But, I do it anyways and I'm still breathing, arn't i?
You told me to get over him, or I'll die right?
I was bruised and he told me off and I'm still standing right?
Mike said I was getting too old for toys. But, I still hold my brown teddy bear at night [Kirby]
I'm suppose to talk more than I do because it's being "anti-social"
But, yet I'm still as quiet as ever and I'm not dead right?
Everyone told me my sister was better, tried to bring me tears.
I cried a little but, I'm still myself right?
My grandma almost died and I had to go see her, it took us all night.
She survived and I got my rest the next day.
My mom didnt like to see me, unless I acted like my sister [[happy]].
And she forgot who I was, and died before I was able to see her after she ran with Lindsey?
I thought I had no one there for me.
Yet my best friends were right there all along.
he brought me down and said I suck at lying.
Put I always throw on that plastic smile and hide the tears, right?
They told me I wouldnt live.
Im still alive, arent I?
This life brought me countless joys, and sadness. Madness and aggravation. I've cried, and I've smiled.
But, after all this. It made me... ME.
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