A day i longed for is still a long time....
a time where i'm alone is a time i know i'm not perfect...
and what i dream of is impossible to come true...
i need some time to think...
i know i have best friends...
but i think that they think im invisible...
invisible to everyone im around with...
its something personal...
but i know leaving it in some place wouldnt make it better...
its a journal...
but a poem...
a flower...
but a tree...
its all the same...
but have the difference in every way...
just the same as me and you...
View User's Journal
i like friends which r kind and fun to be with....
 |
Chyntia
Community Member |
