Heroes:
My emo our..
okay, now it's just the singer of Once Over
coincedencebut it could've been any good looking boy..those boys, when you look at them, en see what therere doing, you just don't see any bad things, not childish, not a huge self esteem, humor, all that kind of stuff..so once in a while, you see such a boy..and knowing that you're confidence, with other boys, you starting to like him. Not that much hÃm exactly, but more the boy with no bad sidesand
when I feel that way.. I'm so shy!
I don't know what happens, but it happens everytime again, I don't feel funny and confedence and good looking when I'm with him, talking or just smiling at him.
It makes me shyand when I'm shy, I réally can't be funny or good looking or just
Myself.and that makes me absolutely no interesting for that boy,w hile in normal circumstances, he maybe would fall for me, beause, if that boy is perfect for me, I never could be thát bad for him, I know it, I feel it.But not when I'm shyThan I feel like shit because I know I just have to be myself and just talk, but I simply can't! I just simply can't and that way I'll never have that guy's attention..
And I hhate it so much..just like todayOKAY! It's just a bandmember, I don't know practicaly don't know him.
And it happensAnd now I could really cry, he doesn't mean anything to me, but whatever..
It's just that, if I met a perfect boy another time, I can't act normal to him. Like that guy.. They were like, can we sleep over by you?
yeah fine
and than it wa sliek
you're too young..They don't know my ages, and i ám young, yes..
but it only make sme look younger when I'm in that kinda mood.while normally a boy of 21 isn't to old for me (most time)
then it is, AGES too young.But whatever.. I'm not that emo or something, but now I could really cry..
Always did it on my own
then one day I realized
I was blind
Turn,
we have found a way to see,
look up...
feel the Almighty
Take control as we gaze into your eyes
We're just the tool
you use to bring this world to you
Oh, Lord,
how we love you
With your grace,
take away the hurt and the bruises inside,
reach down let your glory reside
The cross carried for all of us,
paint the image in my mind
So I will never think I am something,
but nothing am I but you,
you are something
Lord you keep me alive,
you give me rest at night.
