Refuses to put make up on her face.
Refuses to wear anything nice
I would rather stay in a sweater and sweat pants all day.
I am insecure
I am stressed
What is the cure for all this mess?
No one sees the good things in me
instead they see the bad.
I am organized, determined, and responsible
I am nice. Though I could mean
Atleast dogs love me.
Can't buy me love right?
No boyfriend ever
I want something that I can hold forever
kind of quirky
not very social. Arf.
Who am I?
I am the girl who will run a business one day
who won't be insecure and will come out of my shell
even if I have to go through hell
I am 19 and trying to get through the last months of school
Aint that cool?
Here I am.
The future awaits.
I can't wait.
Who will I be next?