
I want, I want. That's wrong.
Why bother? I am content. But its a dream, and oh how I love to dream! I dream of roaming the world, living in poverty to experience other's ways of life; India, Africa, Rome, Nepal. Anywhere warm(: I dream of inspiration, to receive it, and to distribute it. I dream of a forever love that I honestly and truly doubt I will get. I dream of a rebirth worth my while.
I'm tired of judgement and labels, and I am tired of everyone looking at me and thinking everything is perfect "don't worry about her, she has it good". Judgement and labels. Its called anguish, anyone else know the word? I don't doubt it. Its easy to assume that someone is okay, but why be lazy when it comes to something of this sort?
Don't lie. To yourself or otherwise. Who cares about the standard? "Standard"... funny concept, pretty imaginary, if you ask me. Don't try to please anybody save yourself. It won't matter in a few years if this friend didn't like you or if you felt embarrassed at school because you dressed a certain way. It won't matter.
I want a new name, I need to change somehow, this comes from inside of me.
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