I am evasive. I am not what you think I am. I am stupid and smart at the same time, but most of all, I am me. All of my life, people have told me what to do, when to do it, how to do it, and why. I am stopping that right now, because my writing is my own. I am my own person, I think it is time to start being it. I have gone through so much this year, in trying to find myself. I find myself in places that I never thought I would, but it never suprises me where I find myself, because somehow, I knew where I was the whole time.
- Last seen on Mar 26 9:20 PM. Member since October 25, 2006.
- I am a 15 year old girl from Iowa (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm student.
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I walk around and sigh; it’s been one hell of a day. I find myself tense, as if another disaster will happen in my already chaotic life. I
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"I am sorry for what I did. I can never change what I have done. When you look up, think of me. I will be watching." / / I sighed and pull400 words, 1 comment, May 10, 2007. In , Dark
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I told my mom that I had to have a dress for a “project”, so I asked my mom if we could look in the attic. She looked at me in a funny way and then looked above us as if to say, did you hear that noise. I really was curious. There was no project. I wante
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- When I Look To The Skies at allpoetry
When I look to the skies,
I sense that you are here with me. - Learning To Lie at allpoetry
These prison walls,
The curtains, tattered, shorn, - (In)sanity = My Happy Medium? at allpoetry
i ponder
what it means
