usually, people say I would be able to find myself by now. Knowing what I'm really about.
I'm 13 years old. A lost soul...yearning to be taken care of.
I hang out with older kids. I grew up around them, I'm able to fit in very well.
Media thinks I don't act normal. To me I'm perfectly fine. I just act different than other 13 year old girls.
Is that a crime? If it was I'd be arrested. I like to write poetry and take pictures. Is that what I am really about? Mentally? Yes. Physically? Maybe.
I don't really do much. Besides singing, I have a passion for those. I'm motivated to find myself. Deeper than deep.
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Peace tea. It's heavenly. I usually drink coffee and read books for my saturdays. A cup of tea is a girl's best friend-- or it should be.
I pass Jaden's room. It's awfully quiet. Usually he would blast Kanye West at 10 am. But I guess he is still asleep.
I enter my room. It smells like fresh daffodils and roses. The light shines through my room making the lavender color better than ever.
I look out the window and sip my tea looking at the ocean waves. Its so peaceful and calming just staring at it.
I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my cardigan. I started walking on the beach still holding the cup of tea in my hands.
I sip it occasionally. The taste is so vibrant I should say? Definitely my type.
I take off my shoes and start to walk some more. My feet came in contact with the warm sand.
I looked at the palm trees that surround my area.
Ah, California.
My place to be.
