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Sunday, February 26, 2006


http://www.youtube.com/?v=Z6STC2XzCa4

We sure are in for a show tonight:
Fake smiles, scripted fate,
Painted smiles, FASHION PLATE.
Roll out the red carpet for all to see,
[As she softly whispers]
'It's insane how I'm not me.'
Spotlights bright, cameras flash,
Who can see behind the mask?
Unveil the broken soul that dies within,
See the amazing girl who won't let the tears begin.
Come one, come all...
[She's so hollow inside.]
Broken down inside her gown,
No one sees her as she cries,
Yet the whole world watches as she slowly dies

well i thought it would be better to start of with o poem i found on quizilla it kinda helps explains how i feel towards my mom but i would never come to harming my self ya yet again my dear mother failed to make me feel even less of my self and i mean it all with scarcasim that all my mom seems to do when i at home or in the car with her im so tired of feeling like im nothing to her
anyways i hope everyone had a good weekend mine was ok except today i hated today but tomarrows a whole new day oh
HAPPY BIRTH DAY SETHOS
it looks like no one got any sleep this weekend well i have to be to school early tomarrow cause of choir prctice
Ninja!

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