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Nobody knows me, not even me I'm the one running round shouting let me be free The truth is a different reality But I'll keep it inside, let nobody see I surprise myself with my state of...
Do you really think you know me. Do you know what I'm about. Well I guess you see a part of me, The part that I want to let out. Why do you need to know. You might not like what you see.
Opuss, have I overloaded you with my demands.
I'm tired of living up to your expectations, You've pushed me to my limitations, You want me to act pretty in a dress, I'd rather have a laugh and cause a mess.
I am from music, from Sony head phones and hoodies. I am from the gossip of small town people. I am from sunflowers, roses, and weeds, the colors making me feel like I'm home.
People always tell me my best feature is my eyes, but why?. They're eyes. A lot of people say they're jealous because I have hazel eyes.
I like black veil brides, Marilyn Manson, queen, muse and a lot more rock bands. I adore the ghost from mario and I find evil rubber ducks funny. Horror movies make me laugh hysterically. I'm ginger.
some people have someone that's always with them. not me. I'm never with the same people. people know my story. bits and pieces. no one but me knows the entire story. no one knows me inside and out.
Freckles, freckles Everywhere, Not too many, But not too little, Medium long brown Hair, with the Huge brown eyes. Short but kind, But don't forget the Short temper.
Everyone in life is born with a spoon. Some are shiny and precious, Others rusty with doom. Some are made of silver, Which more than often the "best".
I sit in the pew. Of a church that. I'm truly uncomfortable in. My first friendships started here. My once relationship with God began in this chapel. I can hear the whispers. I can see the looks.
I don't wear make up I don't wear the latest fashions I don't know how to flirt I rarely paint my nails I'm shy and blush when boys talk to me.
So much hate For something you create It could be anything Even your wedding ring Could it be jealousy Or is this just a fallacy Who knows who cares.
I kind of like my body, I kind of like my face. My hair is different, I mean only 2% of the population has this hair color. My freckles are cool and I sort of like my oddly small ears.
I don't want to fit in,. Don't want to conform,. I won't bow to the stereotypes,. Ill break free from the norm,. Ill live by my morals,. I won't break my own law,. Ill live as an individual,.
What I love about Opuss (amongst many other things) is that no one judges each other by the way they write. If you get what I mean.
I don't want to be noticed. I don't want to be famous. I don't want to be adored. I don't want to be hated. I don't want to be pretty. I don't want to be popular. I don't want to be rich.
Leaning against the wall, Larissa pushes a thumb into the back of her stiletto And slips it off her foot.
I feel Alone All by myself Like no one understands me Like no one cares I feel Unnoticed I have talent, but it goes unappreciated.
Temperamental; there's a word. Children should be seen and not heard. The early bird catches the worm. If you call yourself a man, then you'll never squirm, weep or cry.
I know I'm not beautiful, But I'm slightly pretty. I know I'm not slim, But can I say I'm not fat. I know I'm not totally up to date, But I like vintage. I know I'm different, But you are all the...
#colourchallenge #heather My mother is a teacher, My father teaches, too, My father's father owned a boat, T'was painted white and blue.
I'm limp and quiet. Every thing you don't want me to be. But I'm who I wanna be. You want me to be active and giddy. Just because you don't like who I am. I'm me. I have life. And jokes.
"What do you want to take for GCSE?" "What do you want to do when you leave school?" How am I meant to answer that. The hard thing is that I live with my mum, who has no understanding of my passion.