Something for you all
This is something Sam had sent me a very long time ago. Just thought I'd post it up here, to let everyone know that we all have felt or feel like this at one point and we'll never be alone. Love you girls.
You were born a daughter.
You looked up to your mother.
You looked up to your father.
You looked up to everyone.
You wanted to be a princess.
You wanted to own a horse.
You wanted your brother to be a horse.
You wanted to wear pink.
You never wanted to wear pink.
You wanted to be a teacher.
You wanted to be president.
You were picked last for the team.
You were the best one on the team.
You refused to be on the team.
You wanted to do well in algebra.
You hid during algebra.
You wanted boys to notice you.
You were afraid boys would notice you.
You started to get acne.
You started to get breasts.
You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts.
You wouldn't wear a bra.
You couldn't wait to wear a bra.
You couldn't fit your breasts in a bra.
You didn't like the way you looked.
You didn't like the way your parents looked.
You didn't want to grow up.
You had your first best friend.
You had your first date.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You got kissed.
You got to kiss back.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You didn't go to prom.
You went to the prom with the wrong person.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You thought you fell in love.
You thought you fell in love.
You thought you fell in love.
You lost your first best friend.
You got a new best friend.
You really fell in love.
You became a steady girlfriend.
You became significant to somebody.
You became significant to yourself.
Sooner or later, you start to take yourself seriously.
You know when you need a break.
You know when you need a rest.
You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of.
You know when it's time to take care of yourself, and for yourself to do something that makes you stronger, faster, more confident.
You know it's never too late to live life and never too late to change.
Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble.
"Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."
You were born a daughter.
You looked up to your mother.
You looked up to your father.
You looked up to everyone.
You wanted to be a princess.
You wanted to own a horse.
You wanted your brother to be a horse.
You wanted to wear pink.
You never wanted to wear pink.
You wanted to be a teacher.
You wanted to be president.
You were picked last for the team.
You were the best one on the team.
You refused to be on the team.
You wanted to do well in algebra.
You hid during algebra.
You wanted boys to notice you.
You were afraid boys would notice you.
You started to get acne.
You started to get breasts.
You started to get acne that was bigger than your breasts.
You wouldn't wear a bra.
You couldn't wait to wear a bra.
You couldn't fit your breasts in a bra.
You didn't like the way you looked.
You didn't like the way your parents looked.
You didn't want to grow up.
You had your first best friend.
You had your first date.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You got kissed.
You got to kiss back.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You didn't go to prom.
You went to the prom with the wrong person.
You spent hours on the telephone.
You thought you fell in love.
You thought you fell in love.
You thought you fell in love.
You lost your first best friend.
You got a new best friend.
You really fell in love.
You became a steady girlfriend.
You became significant to somebody.
You became significant to yourself.
Sooner or later, you start to take yourself seriously.
You know when you need a break.
You know when you need a rest.
You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of.
You know when it's time to take care of yourself, and for yourself to do something that makes you stronger, faster, more confident.
You know it's never too late to live life and never too late to change.
Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble.
"Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget."