Me, Myself And Us.

when I was free

When I was little I was a free, beautiful, happy, sassy child.

Then the years past and look at me now.

1) I'm shy.

2) not as happy as I could be

3) I'm very sarcastic. (No one can tell the difference between real and sarcasm)

4) afraid of being alone.

5) I'm already lonely.

6) afraid to be myself.

When I was young I had tons of friends.

Now I have 4 close friends. Then there are the people who only want me to be what they are. That's why I'm afraid of being myself. Because I'm afraid of being lonely, I can never be myself except with: Ivana, Mae, Paolo, Alejita1312.
Those are the people who now the real me. The ones who took the time to talk to me and get to know me for me. They don't try to change me. They try to steal me instead. (Long story it'll be at the end).

Do you have at least one friend like mine?

Do you know who your real friends are?

Are you that friend to someone?

That's all I have to say for right now but I wanted you to know that only ivana and know the full extent of the pain I'm going though.

(They don't know all of it but close enough)

- story-

Ok so my Sunday school had just ended and we had talked about the ten commandments. (Ya know, don't steal , don't cheat on you wife (husband), don't lie.) So when me and Paolo got up to leave (it was me him and Pablito) and I was taking my time to get up put my chair away and Paolo grabbed my arm and said "voy a robar a Maddy, esta Bien?" (That was Spanish)
"I'm going to steal Maddy, ok?" (English)

I had no say in this mind you. So he pulled me out of the class room and into the church.
Ya know I wouldn't be surprised if someone thought we were dating. Which we aren't!