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When you stare into a mirror you think you see yourself, but honestly I don't know who this girl is staring back at me. The eyes are deeper than you can tell by the way they're acting. Eyes can tell most of everything. They tell more of feeling than actually telling you in words. Wished I could show the world of what I actually feel but they doubt, they don't take me seriously.





I thrive to pretend, cause this smile you see is not exactly the real one, it's behind all of the agony burning inside of me, and the restless mind that continues to think rather than die down when sleeping. My mind stays awake at the middle of the night, and when another day comes by you just see a girl maybe you think you know who they're but honestly you don't actually know until you can feel it too.





I thrive to make it through the day and night, I thrive to get through the struggles and make it through from snapping. I always feel like I have something to say but I don't really want to say it. I hate feeling like this but honestly I've felt so wrong for so long that I can't just express it anymore. Talking helps once in a while but not a lot. Sometimes silence can be better than hearing words cause it can go in one ear and out the other.

Don't be mad, I'm not the one that can't keep their word when they make promises. If you make a promise, you keep it, not blow it off. If you say you're going to do something then do it, don't stall. Don't say you're going to do something and not do it cause it just makes you out like a liar. And I personally hate liars.

I was born to stand out, I don't sit in that corner where no one sees me. I don't go by anyone's rules except for my own. You don't order me around, and you don't demand things to me. You don't control me and you don't tell me what to do, and your say does not go it's my say that comes out of my mouth not yours, mine. If you have a problem with me take it up to my face not behind my back where all the knives hit my back or you have the position to kiss my ass cause I am not born to please anybody but myself. And for now on I am not going to let my heart go on a race track waiting, and waiting hours, days, minutes, or even seconds for you, if you're going to be my friend, be it. Don't be a coward and screw me over, I have a bitch revving it up inside of me already. Screw with me and your ass is out of my life. I don't need useless motherfuckers in my life that are going to ruin it. :)