In English my head fills with lyrics to Slipping Away by Greyson Chance. ' should I give up? Should I let go? My mind says yes but my heart say no my heart says no my heart says no!' This song has always been my favorite, for many years. Oh, I almost forgot! My name is Keps. You pronounce it like this, key plus ps , keps. Okay you are probably thinking this is a diary, well it's not. sorry, this is just a meaningless story about reality. Sadly reality is not a music video.
My reality is twisted because I can see what other people believe reality is. The fake one that society made. You know the reality were there is something called perfection. Ya, I played the perfection card. Well my reality is 'real'. Where looks and gender and being "perfect" doesn't matter. I don't know if you've noticed but in every school there are at least ten girls who believe in perfection. But at smith high school I'm pretty sure I'm the only girl that doesn't believe in being "perfect". They don't classify me as a girl though. It's okay because I don't either. In the real world you have fake friends, amazing adventures, ups and downs, and most importantly trust. I don't know about you but I find it kinda hard to trust people in society's reality because you don't know who's real and who's a copy. Have you ever felt like life was a dream, even if it was just for a split second? Well if you follow society, chances are it is a dream because you don't know what's true and what's a lie.
