I know that I am rude, I know that I am a b***h, and yes, I do know that not a lot of people respect me, but yet none of that matters to me. I am just tired of people somehow choosing to believe that I won't be able to make anything out of myself. I know I was a mess after the move, I know I was a mess after the both major traumas that happened shortly after, and I do know that I am still a mess, but that doesn't give anyone the right to say that I can't be what or who I want to just because my life isn't perfect. Maybe I won't be anything great, but I'd like to think that maybe I might have someone, just one person, saying that I can do anything I want with my life. Sure people judge me by my scars, they look at me like they wish I would just fall off the Earth or curl up and die, but that doesn't mean that I won't be able to go off and survive on my own. I don't know why, but I know I can do more than what everyone has planned for me, and I'm just tired of people saying I can't.
 vardamacariel · Thu Mar 03, 2005 @ 11:30pm · 1 Comments |
