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LoOk in2 mY eYeS... yOu'LL pRobaBly jUsT seE a vOid... tHerE's a LoUd siLencE iN mY soUl, cOverEd uP bY tHe suLLeN nOiSe oF mY ouTwArd SeLf... iT's rARe tO fiND oNe wHo tRulY knOws mE... i bArElY kNow MySelF, bUt inSiDe liEs a shAdow oF sweEt acCeptanCe, acCeptancE knOwN anD fElT... i'M iN luvV wiTh an idEa of luVv... iT's an idEa i'Ve oLweiZ sTucK tO... i'M a dReAmeR, a wiSHeR, a siLenT hOpeR... to LiVe iS aLL i dO... beYonD tHe cOnfiDencE, beYond tHe laUghTer, thEre'S a pErsOn deEper... juz geTTa knoW mE... mAyBe, juz mAyBe... yOull liKe mE beTTer... I used to want to please everyone, but I've learned that people can't be pleased. I'm trying to learn to love myself and embrace who I am. How can others love me if I can't love myself? People think I'm mad. Maybe so, but what they don't know is that pride is the lousiest defense mechanism. Pride is insecurity's defense. So I'm insecure? No, but I'm at the boundary of loving myself and hating myself. You figure it out. I'm an eclectic individual diverse in a million ways. I'm as misunderstood as the next person beside me. Some say many people hate me for the way I act, and it hurts but I shouldn't care because there are some who love me and accept me for who I am.all i wana say is...i love all my pals like hell n honestly i love n appreciate...love n friendship Rocks :)
LoOk in2 mY eYeS... yOu'LL pRobaBly jUsT seE a vOid... tHerE's a LoUd siLencE iN mY soUl, cOverEd uP bY tHe suLLeN nOiSe oF mY ouTwArd SeLf... iT's rARe tO fiND oNe wHo tRulY knOws mE... i bArElY kNow MySelF, bUt inSiDe liEs a shAdow oF sweEt acCeptanCe, acCeptancE knOwN anD fElT... i'M iN luvV wiTh an idEa of luVv... iT's an idEa i'Ve oLweiZ sTucK tO... i'M a dReAmeR, a wiSHeR, a siLenT hOpeR... to LiVe iS aLL i dO... beYonD tHe cOnfiDencE, beYond tHe laUghTer, thEre'S a pErsOn deEper... juz geTTa knoW mE... mAyBe, juz mAyBe... yOull liKe mE beTTer... I used to want to please everyone, but I've learned that people can't be pleased. I'm trying to learn to love myself and embrace who I am. How can others love me if I can't love myself? People think I'm mad. Maybe so, but what they don't know is that pride is the lousiest defense mechanism. Pride is insecurity's defense. So I'm insecure? No, but I'm at the boundary of loving myself and hating myself. You figure it out. I'm an eclectic individual diverse in a million ways. I'm as misunderstood as the next person beside me. Some say many people hate me for the way I act, and it hurts but I shouldn't care because there are some who love me and accept me for who I am.all i wana say is...i love all my pals like hell n honestly i love n appreciate...love n friendship Rocks :)
