she wakes up in the same old house
in the same old town
get dressed in her same old clothes
gets her same old backpack on
get on the same old bus
goes to the same old school
does the same old stuff
then one day she trys something new
instead of wearing her old clothes she trys her new clothes on
she gets to her same old school
and now people start talking to her
but she like "why cant they like me for myself"
the next day she puts her old clothes on
gets on the same old bus
goes to the same old school
and when she gets their no one will talk to her
she says to herself "if only they gave me a chance
how come guy think they know right away if things will work out or not. i mean how do they know if they gave a girl a chance maybe they will become closer. maybe they will realize they were wrong they didnt know if it would work so i think they should give the girl a chance i mean you never know what will actually happen unless you give her a chance
i am the "buddy" one of the guys my friends say. and i guess thats all i will ever be to guys is a buddy because no one trys to get to know the real me that i like girly things i just like guy stuff a little more so i guess for now i will stay one of the guys
life is not a someday thing or a one day thing its a right now everyday thing
only those who dare truly live
accept no one's definition of your life, define yourself
courage is a quality which grows with use
trust in your own untried capacity
what will you do today that will matter tomorrow
anything's possible if you've got enough nerve
life is about to become more than we are
we cannot wait for the storm to blow over we must learn to work in the rain
when i let go of what i am i become what i might be
some have thousands of reasons why they cant do something but they only need one to do it
this is a new year a new begging lets hope a new life with new people in it
Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I'm not perfect and I don't live to be. But, before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean
So it's my first thanksgiving without my dad and I hate it. I am crying so much now and days because I miss him alot. I mean why would he leave his kids did we do something wrong? Is he running away from us cause he is mad we are alive? I know he is not mad we are alive but sometimes it feels like it because he left us just like his dad left hi
And I am afriad I might do the same thing to my kids when and if I have any.
most girls wear girly clothes, cheer lead, go shopping, shop at the mall, or wear make up. i am not like that i am the type of girl who plays sports and goes to football games and cheers on her friends from the stands. i don't cheer lead i don't wear make up and i don't go to the mall a lot. i wear clothes i like. i might not be pretty but i am kind and caring. will all those other girls write a song about you? i know i might not be the one anyone wants to date. but if i get the chance you wont be sorry you at lest tried because i will never lie to you or cheat on you. i will not change myself for a guy. if they don't like me for who i am its their choice cause i am who i am and i wont change one thing about me