Being a teen is hard. Its like going to mars. Or taking a unwanted card. We might as well look at the stars. Being a teen can be fun. You get to sleep in. Its like fun run. Your room can look like a pig pin. Somtimes you fail a test. Your mom says you look a mess. Most want to be like the rest. I could care less. I just want to be me. I just want to be free. I had to write a sonnet for english.
So today my sister best friend told her to tell me... You were rocking the natural hair today. Usually i straighten it. I dont think she relizes how much these means to me. Sorry For The Random SPAM! had to share(:
Im falling deeper and deeper into this black hole...and i just need a friend to see that i need someone...just someone to talk to...isnt that what friends are for?