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Nov 17, 2004 21:29

So today was just about the worst day ever and i said i didnt want to wear a fake smile again but i did, i do it every day i cant help it some people get so mad when im not in a happy mood like its a thing i can help, all day i walk around like im the happiest person in the world but i not not even close. dont get me wrong im happy about some things like whenever im with cory i smile but thats because i feel happy at the time but there is something wrong with me and i dont know what . lately i've been getting really bad headaches and i dont know what there from and that really dosent make me feel any happier i think History is the worst i always act so happy in that class i think Jon just makes me feel happy, really that kid is like my new bestfriend he is so sweet. but always after that class i feel like a fake because im never really like that. actually all of my classes are lies i really act different in each one i think its because in each class i have a different set of friends: Art its Devin and i think i act really really mature in that class, Then theres Boggs and i sit by stephanie and sometimes i act really , i dont know, Free for lack of a better word and sometimes i act really closed off, Then science I have Jamie and Becky in that class so i act , quiet i guess and if you know me you know im not quiet, Then Math with Emily,ashley, and Shawna and i act very mature in that class i think ashley brings that out in me, Then english with heather field and that right there should tell you how i act, i act like tiffany raychel and heather, Then history with jon,john, dale, andy, ray, and john. if you didnt notice there all guys so they all look to me for the answers and not just to history questions ,and then after school its a whole different story when im with Netonie, kathryn, and cory but i like the way i am with them, its really hard to deal with and i dont know how to handle myself with such a split personality like this. but im done now because all i have felt like i have been beaten with a stick.

She loved him like he was
The last man on Earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up to her
Give a little, then take it back

She'd tell him about her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
"You're crazy for believin' You'll ever leave the ground"
He said, "Only angels know how to fly"

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly

One Sunday morning
She didn't go to church
He wondered why she didn't leave
He went up to the bedroom
Found a note by the window
With the curtains blowin' in the breeze

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you ought to see her fly.
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