Blond
Tired
Lost
Busy
Pretending
Fighting
Writing
Destroying writings...
Small on the inside
Big on the outside
Running
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Talking
Hiding
Playing
Just like the autumn leafs, I fall.posted Nov 1st 2009, 3:21PM
Mood: Shaky
Music: Gossip - Standing in the way of control
He's gone. I'm here. Change of time and place. Good stuff.
But I'm still me. Not the new me, but the old me. I'm afraid it will never change. I take my time to get up, but there wil always be something to get me down. They just don't see it. I laugh the hardest of anyone, talk the most, act like I'm strong. But I'm not, I just got good at pretending. But when I'm alone in my room, I fall deeper than ever.
As long as the rest is happy, I'll go on acting. It's easier for everybody!