These days are going by too quick. I’m growing older by the days. I can’t help but look back at my past memories. Each one seems to fade away more and more each day. I try very hard to keep hold of them but somehow they slip away. And once again I’m left unhappy. I force myself to put on the smile everybody wants to see. I compete with myself to hold my tears back. I can’t do this anymore. Wanna know the truth? I’m a teenage girl who’s trying to keep herself from falling apart to please the others. I put on a smile but often don’t mean it. I try to laugh at things but somehow end up crying at the end. I want to see the good side of life but the dark side keeps appearing in my path. I’m so sick and tired of all this stupid stuff. I just want my superman to come rescue me. I don’t know when, where, or how but I need him by my side to save my life every time I fall. Perhaps even show me how to save my own life.
When Will He Come?
July 28, 2009