alittle something i wrote

There was never a moment that i was good at anything
People judge me by the way i look, but what they don't know is what goes on
in the inside of me.
my temper burns, my energy rushes, my fears get enormuse, and my dreams explode.
Everyone gets scars by not the ones i have.
They are Deep, and bleed more.
Over-flowing if you want to call it, but that doesn't matter to anyone, no one cares; no one thinks; everyone just believes the rumors of the town, and no one knows the truth.
I don't do this for attention
i do it because its me
No one knows me the way i do
and no one will find out what goes on......




the end

bleak, depressing, brilliant. nice pic too, you're very pretty.