сряда, 17 юни 2009 г.
"You're sick"
Thank you, my dear friend for praying for me cause I know that you do. Thank you for being next to me, for supporting me, helping me, loving me... for just accepting me for who I am. Sometimes when I'm not OK, sad or something and you wonder what's wrong... Just to let you know... Sometimes I don't need much, i don't want presents or other things to make me smile... Sometimes, pretty often actually I just need to know that the person I've become is OK. I don't need to hear that I'm special or amazing or anything like that. I just want to know that who I am is enough for you, i just need to be accepted for who I am. I am told I'm stupid and sick and all that... So i need you to prove to me I'm not all those things. Tell me I'm not sick, or stupid or useless... Tell me I'm OK, tell me I'm fine and normal. My mom always used to tell me that if you say black, black is it gonna be... And I'm afraid that if they keep calling me stupid and sick I'm gonna end up being like that.
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You won't ...that's what I have to say!
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