viernes, 6 de agosto de 2010

Mi carta hacia mi.

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i think somehow people forgets about me, i don't know why, but i can feel it and it's kind of depreasing. it's sad to see how people sees you in a way you can't express yourself, like the sweet little girl, it feels like you are trapped inside someone else, inside a fake character and they can't see you hate it and if you try to change they will see you as a weird, ugly monster, who tries to pretend to be something you really are. they will talk to you, you will taste that vitter flavor in their words and they will try to change you but you won't do it. They will be afraid of your change.
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Resist, i believe in you, i know you will succed it, i know you will defeat your biggest fears. don't mind about what other people say, you are strong.
You have to belive in you, you have to believe in me.