My black ink confessions
I' ve never been in love
I wish I wasn't me
I'm not perfect never have been or wanted to be
I love my imperfections they make ma who I am
I need some thing but I haven't figured out what that is
I can be a little*cough* dramtic
I love to listen to people talk about their imporfections cause they make them who they are
I've never am really able to shed a single tear for myself I really can't
I don't like the looks people give me because they don't understand me
I really do think music is a life savor for its saved me many times
I love it when it rains so the sky can let out its sorrows
I'm not weird just lonely
I'm not angry at anyone just very sad for them
I've always got my feelings out in singing for its something I love though I'm trying poetry and running they work well to
I want to be saved even if I won't tell anyone that
I miss my brothers when they're standing right next to me
I miss being carefree and happy
I miss my mothers smiling face for now she rarly smiles
I wish I could change the way things are but I can't
I don't know if there's a God or isn't
I believe in what i know is there and hope for what isn't
I believe in love friendship life and death
I wish I was able to help ,but I can't and so here ends my black ink confessions
-Rachael
I'm not weird just lonely
Beauty... what is the meaning of the word? three meanings i personally favor the third, what defines you, what leads you to believe, in that which you receive, is the meaning, the reasoning, behind the find, of human kind
-Insight
 angel_ninja · Thu Aug 14, 2008 @ 12:23am · 1 Comments |
