Everyone prentends to know me, but they don't know me the real me. They think that if I wear black that i must be goth or punk. Why must i be labled in order to be understood. But there is no lable for me. I'm not punk. I'm not goth. I'm just me, sad little depressed me. When I snap at people with even the slightest raise of my voice they decide that I'm yelling and that I'm a b***h. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a b***h, but everyone is from time to time. The facts are that I'm the quiet little girl who wears black and sits in the back of the class and draws on herself instead of listening to the teacher. Most people just leave me alone to my thoughts, but there is always one person who just has to know why I am the way I am. Those people are so annoying I am what I nothing anyone can ever do to change that. And why should I change the way I am. I have no desire to fit in with the rest of the population. Yeah go ahead and call me anti-social it wouldn't be the first time I've been labled that either. But I'd rather be an anti-social goth/puck b***h than a preppy slut who tells everyone what she did with her boyfriend the night before. My life is my business and no one else's.
 KariH8sEvry1 · Tue Jun 07, 2005 @ 06:09pm · 1 Comments |
