People always ask me who I am.
They always want to know the real me.
But even when they think they do, they
really don't. Not a single person on this
earth knows the real me. The person I am
alone.
The 16 year old kid working
at Subways real dreams and
thoughts on life. The way he
really feels today, not the usual
'Not Bad' answer he gives.
Well he is tired of that life.
He wants to drop his whole act
and just tell everyone who he really
is. Tell them what his life is really like.
How he really feels each and every day.
The truth is,
I ******** hate my life.
I work nearly every ********
day, I sleep no more than 5 hours
a night because I'm too ********
stuck in thought to be able to.
But I don't want that.
People want to know what
I want to be, what I wish
to achieve as my dream
carrier.
Honestly, I want
to be in a ******** band.
I want to be able to go around
the ******** world with a group of
friends and be able to just have the
best time of our lives. I don't even want the
money. I could give a ******** less, I'll live on the
streets if necessary.
I want all my friends to be happy with
the choices I choose to make. I don't want
to have to always worry if they really like me
or just keep me around as a punching bag.
I want everyone I love to know that
I do with every ounce of my soul. And
that it will never fade.
Because it can't. I cannot forget
someone I care about. I never
forget old friends, I always remember
them one way or another.
Music is everything to me.
Without it, (and one person),
I honestly don't believe I would
still be alive.
That is all I really can think of to say for now.
But if anyone actually reads this, and
wants an answer to their own question about
me. Then comment this with the question, and
I'll message you about it....
 Bedroom Whore · Thu Jul 26, 2007 @ 06:19am · 2 Comments |
