every day i hear the same..
you wont make it.
how can i still live on....
everyday its all the same.
but here i am ...
happy, writeing, speaking hearing.
i dont care what people think. I dont care
if i die today. Im useless.
I write i cry im normal like u..
but not in everyway..
im moody lazzy
and yet why should you care.
you wont give me the time and day, i sit and i try.
your words cut in like knifes..
I CANY PLEASE YOU!!!...
but im trying....
Love me , hate me , use me , killl me.
I still wont be happy...
Im me.. and im happy with how i am...
ACCEPTED ME FOR ME:
no one else.. im just a shawdow on your shelf.