How have I not driven you mad?
I still think of him and feel so much…
So much anger,
So much sadness,
And so much love
I feel like a top spinning off of a desk falling for something I will never believe in.
How have I not driven you mad?
I still think of him and feel so much…
So much anger,
So much sadness,
And so much love
I feel like a top spinning off of a desk falling for something I will never believe in.
Who am I to you?
I often wonder this,
I have shown you all my scares,
well not all of them,
but enough of them,
enough for you to judge me…
So who am I?
How do you see me?
I truly hope it is with a good light,
because my life is dark enough sometimes,
I try to show you everything,
the good and the bad,
because I want you to see me for who I am,
the weird…
hurt,
scared,
strong,
lonely,
quirky,
geeky,
misfit,
athletic,
princess,
person who challenges authority,
isn’t quiet sure who I am,
yet is still confident in what I can be,
I want you to see me as who I am,
and not as something I pretend to be…
So who I am to you?
What do you see?
Please tell me,
I want to know,
I want to know…
at least I think I do…