Jan 08, 2006 03:12
I don't look pretty when i cry. My eyes get red, snot falls from my nose and i can't speak.
I'm not pretty right now.
oh holy and righteous soul you are, undoubtedly stronger in character. For you are mighty while i am weak. You carry my faults, praise me for my insecurities. hold my hand, don't stray away. for i you willing am here to stay.I am sorry i cannot be where you want me to be. I'm sorry for my lack of interest, which i thought to be truly genuine. I didn't mean to falter.
Love isn't supposed to be like this. Love isn't meant for me. Of course it's not, after my pains and struggles. The daily things i endure. The aggravating people in my life. This is another downfall i must face. I love how i'm always alone. How i always end up being myself. In the toughest times of my life I always just am by myself mentally spiritually and physically.
Love Surely wasn't intended for Junie Mariella J.
It's funny whenever i think about being loved, i go back to my parents and how they never wanted me. They surely have blessed my life with love intentionally.(sarcasm)
I'm broken and i can't take it, i seriously don't think i can.