Thursday, April 1, 2010Its tough to be a teenager,
no one really knows. What the pressure is like in school and how it really goes. I wake up every morning and stare into this face. I want to be good looking, but I feel like a disgrace. My friends they seem to like me if I follow through their dare. But when I try to be myself they never seem to care. My mom, well she keeps on telling me I have to make the grade. While both my parents love me it slowly seems to fade. It seems as if everyone I know is trying to be so cool, but every time I try I end up just a fool. I've thought about drugs, I really dont want you to know. I just don't fit in and its starting to show, Maybe if I could make the team I'll stam]nd out in the croud. If they could see how hard I know they will be proud. FILLED WITH SADNESS 1:06 AM | <>0 comments |
so, welcome to My Memories. Just sharing, and you are reading My Memories. eventhough, I might not know who reads my memories. but I know it's you really cares about me. tQ again ^_^
"Chrissy" a name has given to me.
I appreciate everything about me, even about my nails, eyebrows and an each a little things had given to me by my Father. I've a lot spend my time in singing, I really do love singing.playing an instrumental things, my second choices. a moment that I feel so horrible, when I sing along with the music, I lose my beats. haha. one day, I'll go to the heaven. now, I'm waiting and keep my eyes on Almighty God. Readers, I want you to be my family when we are get together in the HEAVEN. say AMEN !
