There no one around me who understands me and there's no one around me who I want to understand me , I already understand you from the first time we met so I just lay around by myself and write poetry from time to time just waiting for someone to change my mind I've met a lot of ppl with potential but I can never get myself to open up I always listen to my soul and it tell me when shit don't feel right or if I'm just playing my role ,When I dread my life who will be the one to help me outta this trance ? Who will help me stand , I feel as if I hide who I am so much nobody really knows who I am ,when I expose who I am I get hurt so I remain nonchalant a bit bitchy and a lil funny cause that's the girl y'all seem to want
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Notes to self
SaggisticaEssays of traumas which will either help me grow or continue to be my downfall guess I'll never know(I keep the typos in cause I'm not perfect and neither is my story) is Wrote the beginning chapters when I was 16 Mabey 17 I'm 18 now about to be 19
