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When I was in
elementary school
[The teacher told me to write down]
What I wanted to be when I grew up .
I wrote ’happy’ .
She told me I didn’t understand the task.
I told her she didn’t understand life
.
I’ve learned that good byes will always hurt.
Memories , [whether good or bad will] bring tears..
And words.. Could never replace this feelings .
.
Music gives me
An escape from my [ drama filled, teenage heart ache driven ]life.
A chance to be a part of something amazing .
Something to believe in.
.
You don’t have to l.o.v.e. me.
You don’t even have to like me.
But you have to respect me!
.
I am pretty but I’m not beautiful
I am good but I’m no angel
I sin but I’m not the devil.
I’m just a small girl in a big world.
.
I’m not perfect… in NO way ..
I’ll annoy you .. tick u off or say stupid things I actually didn’t meant..
And then.. put them back ..
Because I don’t want to fool u .. I just used to be.. there for u..
.
I’m confusing [and confused]..
I c a n n o t always keep my own secrets.
My favourite songs can make me cry ©
I often watch for 11:11 but I miss it more than I notice it ..
I'm living in the past too often, in the memories I have with the ones I'm in love with....
I'm  homesick , but not in the miss-my-house - way , it’s more
like heartsick for all the things..
I won’t get ever back ..
So it’s hard for me to define myself..
I guess I’m not a cliché, but a girl who loved too hard but
didn’t get anything in return..
I just try living one life .. Sometimes I wish I had nine lives .. To start up new..
And do better .
.
I know a place.. I can get away from all.
It’s called a DANCEFLOOR .
Seduced by the beats I feel it every time .. I just can let go , I just move my body
.. [Out of control] I can feel the rhythm drifting through my soul
.
There’s [a point in my life] where I get tired of
Chasing everyone & trying to fix everything
But it’s not giving up , it’s realizing I don’t need
Certain people and the drama they bring.
.
He’s the r e a s o n for the teardrops on my g u i t a r
The only one who’s had enough of me
to break my heart
He’s the s o n g in the car I keep singing ,
Don’t know [ why I do that]…
.
Maybe I loved him
Because he believed in me so much more than I did ..
But he even expected more from me than I did from myself
.
I fear.. nothing
… but..
The fact that I’m afraid of everything .

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