I am me and unquie.
I wonder if I make it in life.
I hear the songs of music through my ears.
I see the world around me.
I want people to recgonize me for me.
I am me and unquie.
I pretend to be normal for others.
I feel traped in a cage behind bars.
I touch the world of music in my voice.
I worry about others and also me.
I cry for the pain i go through in life.
I am me and unquie.
I understand what I am and who I am.
I don't have say on my opoinons nor thoughts.
I dream of a life I could have.
I try to make my life perfect, but always fail at it.
I hope people would people would understand what I'm going through.
I am me and unquie.
 destrey_goes_rawr · Sat Jan 21, 2012 @ 10:25pm · 0 Comments |
