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In what world am I 'perfect'. A silly thought, I know. You always say 'just blend on in', Get sucked into the flow. Can I be my own girl. A person by myself. In what world would you want that.
What I wanna be. The only person I wanna be is me. But why. Why can't I be. The person that I think I should be. Just 'cause. I have to get a job. Does that mean I should be over the top.
Regular girls read romance novels, I read mein kampf. Regular girls have massive crushes on celebrities, I have a massive crush on Hans Christian Anderson.
I know I'm different, I won't protest. It's not something I want to change. Who cares if I don't know what the next big trend is. It's not like my style is anything strange.
I'm lazy, hyper, loud, crazy, moody, weird, self confident and odd.
Dear haters, ...................... I keep it real, and that I promise. I don't care what you call me because nothing you say can change who I am. Im natural one of a kind.
You probably know I'm a little bit crazy and mad.
It's me The day begins and I wake up, I look at myself and hope for good luck. I cover myself with a layer of make-up, Hiding who I am from the papers.
Me, myself, I Very clear I see, A reflection of me. My brunette hair, Curled with such care. My deep blue eyes, Showing I tell no lies. My heart so pure, My brain just so sure.
I am me. Nothing more. Can't pretend to be. A person I'm not. This is all. All that I've got. I do not know. About everything. I know enough though. Not a high IQ. But I can talk.
When people tell me they're unique, I Immediately think they're the same As everyone else that tries to hard. As if uniqueness is a level game. It's not a game with levels, It's not a game at all.
I am me. That's all I'll ever be. Nothing much. And nothing more. I'm not a lot to take in. I'm a average person. As you can say. But look beyond features. And I'm a mystery. A jungle unexplored.
Since everyone seems to be explaining their name, But when it stops making sense- I'm not to blame.
#household No fancy rhymes or pretty lines, this is who I am. Multi-layered, but at the core, a football loving man. Not the wimpy game you Euros play, where hands are not allowed.
#household Sara - my dads choice Spanish in style, princess in meaning Fiery like hot sauce Full of resource Spain is its source No H of course Lou- see below Growing up I was middle named...
I have many Nic-Names, Some of them are tame, Like Nix or Nic-no-nar, Some may call me a 'star', Once it was even - 'that saucy minx at the bar' .
Calling Her Fake Won't Make You Real. Calling Her Dumb Won't Make You Smart. Calling Her Weak Won't Make You Strong. Calling Her Ugly Won't Make You Pretty. You Can Say Anything As You Please ..
NORMALITY BE DAMNED. I'm sorry for my hair, Mum, I know you are ashamed, I know there is a hint, in you, That thinks you should be blamed.
You're a hero that's the phrase. Stand up. Be brave But what if I'm not that way. You're a hero saved the day Stand up. Be great But what if I'm not that way.
I am who I am.... I am woman of passion.. A woman made of fire.. I am an older sister, Who never listens. I am a young (yes young) mother, Who is always smitten.
Don't get me wrong I'm normal, In every single way, I'm not a celebrity I'm no model, but I'm just Mae.
Me thinks I might be a strange child, But that cannot be true. Though my family constantly tell me differently, I am from there blood so...
#hairyarse I'm known for being Sarcastic, a joker, A sometimes chain-smoker, Eyelinered, Tattooed, Getting wrecked and stewed, Red curly-hair, Or any other colour I dare.
~?Didnt know what to catagorize this as...~ #whatitmeanstobe Alyssa To think constantly about things that can be ridiculously incoherent and irrelevant to the conversation subject To be a lover...