7.3.11 3/07/2011 04:16:00 AM
The worst part of life is not when people don't understand you, but when you don't understand yourself.
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Everyone's life is a story. Some are just bestsellers. My book is just one where people choose to believe what they think and not what I mean.. Even if I live my life as an open book people will still wonder which pages have secret messages. Somehow I wish life would give me a little less reality. You can't-write your history. But you can turn the page on your past and re-write the way your future unfolds.
People may choose to believe I’m rich, but like I always say, I am not, I’m just blessed my mom and brother pampers me. People may choose to say I’m the lady’s man, but sadly, I’m not, I’m actually quite terrible with girls. People may choose to say I am blessed to have different girls to be part of my life, but sadly it’s not, with each ending it feels terrible, even worst then the end of a season of how I met your mother.. Endings are never nice to experience, even for fairytales; since young, after every fairytale, one Is to be happy, but I’m just sad the story just ended.. people may choose to believe I enjoy clubbing and drinking, little do they know, too much of something nice is pretty damn bad… people may choose to believe that I am happy, but little do they know of the pain, agony and emptiness I feel within. No one knows… don't be envious of those who have everything, be envious of those who have nothing but still have peace in their heart and living a happy life. Don’t judge me by what others say about me. Speak to me and make your up your own mind. Unless you have walked the roads that I have traveled, lived in the same situations that I have lived, you have absolutely no right to judge me for who I am!
The twists and turns of life have me dizzy. I wish the road was straight... Sometimes we have to make decisions even our hearts don't understand. Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart. Maybe then I wouldn't care so much. I've been hurt too deep too many times to show the real me. So if you think you know me think again & then think some more. Did you ever have an "I don't know" moment. You don't know where you going...how to get there...were you are coming from...what to do or worst what to think? Sometimes silence it the loudest noise, but no one hears my cries and shouts for help.. ever feel like you're in the middle of a crowded room and you're screaming yet no one really hears you? When you hide so much pain from everyone, it’s hard to ask for help. Every smile is a lie, everything I do is to hide. I think I'm afraid to be happy. You think 'm laughing because I'm happy? Wrong. It’s because if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry. And I'm tired of crying. I gave up trying to be happy a long time ago. Every time something good happens a million bad things happen. I miss being little when the hardest decision you had to make was what crayon to use.. I miss being little cause my cries meant something. I miss being little cause people loved and appreciate me more and everyone worries about me being hurt..
We all have flaws. The end.
People may choose to believe I’m rich, but like I always say, I am not, I’m just blessed my mom and brother pampers me. People may choose to say I’m the lady’s man, but sadly, I’m not, I’m actually quite terrible with girls. People may choose to say I am blessed to have different girls to be part of my life, but sadly it’s not, with each ending it feels terrible, even worst then the end of a season of how I met your mother.. Endings are never nice to experience, even for fairytales; since young, after every fairytale, one Is to be happy, but I’m just sad the story just ended.. people may choose to believe I enjoy clubbing and drinking, little do they know, too much of something nice is pretty damn bad… people may choose to believe that I am happy, but little do they know of the pain, agony and emptiness I feel within. No one knows… don't be envious of those who have everything, be envious of those who have nothing but still have peace in their heart and living a happy life. Don’t judge me by what others say about me. Speak to me and make your up your own mind. Unless you have walked the roads that I have traveled, lived in the same situations that I have lived, you have absolutely no right to judge me for who I am!
The twists and turns of life have me dizzy. I wish the road was straight... Sometimes we have to make decisions even our hearts don't understand. Sometimes I wish I didn't have a heart. Maybe then I wouldn't care so much. I've been hurt too deep too many times to show the real me. So if you think you know me think again & then think some more. Did you ever have an "I don't know" moment. You don't know where you going...how to get there...were you are coming from...what to do or worst what to think? Sometimes silence it the loudest noise, but no one hears my cries and shouts for help.. ever feel like you're in the middle of a crowded room and you're screaming yet no one really hears you? When you hide so much pain from everyone, it’s hard to ask for help. Every smile is a lie, everything I do is to hide. I think I'm afraid to be happy. You think 'm laughing because I'm happy? Wrong. It’s because if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry. And I'm tired of crying. I gave up trying to be happy a long time ago. Every time something good happens a million bad things happen. I miss being little when the hardest decision you had to make was what crayon to use.. I miss being little cause my cries meant something. I miss being little cause people loved and appreciate me more and everyone worries about me being hurt..
We all have flaws. The end.
The kind of person who enjoys good music more than you can imagine..