How come this is happening.

by misty   Sep 29, 2005


I can say its very hard to love everyone but it sure feels good. Having the fear of hurting someone really makes me lost. I become different. All is not the same. Pathetic, thats me. Ill say if ever I get the hell away from my fear, that would be the time I would be strong. Come to think of it, isnt it a dream, or just some show in my life. Pleasing everyone by my own magical way, wouldnt surprise me.

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  • 20 years ago

    by jaki

    That was good, although having stanza's may help it flow a bit better, well done anyway though.

    *jackie*