Normal people, they don't have to put on masks to have friends.
Me, on the other hand, that is a WHOLE different story.
I have to wear a different mask for every group of people I meet, because i hate who I really am.
The real me is a, lieing, low-life, and can only be the REAL him on a Mountain called Blue Ridge.
Off, the mountain everyone makes fun of me, and I have almost no friends...
I feel, that each group I meet, sucks the happieness and potential I have out of me.
And I may be in good shape, but I am one of the most self concious (Can't spell)
People you will EVER meet.
If I were you, I wouldn't try to get involved with me.
All I really want out of life is to be accepted for the real me, but that is impossible, seeing how many people I have already lied to and betrayed.
If ANY of those people, are reading this I really, trueley am sorry if I have ever hurt you in any way at all.
If your still reading, thank you for reading, and I hope one of you might be able to convince me I am better than this, before it leads to something aweful.
(Which I doubt it will.)
But, hey, just saying!!!!
Thanks for reading bye bye!!
 Gaizeal · Sun Jul 29, 2007 @ 03:09am · 3 Comments |
