Don't judge a book.

Where did I go wrong?
When did the road beneath me crack?
Where was I when the windows broke and the water came rushing?
Who am I now?
Now that I'm treading on memories, in the middle of my bed.
Crying out for love to find me, for happiness to evolve me,
Into who I once was, but it's impossible.
I'm not the little girl with her heart opened wide.
That carefree, laughing me, is now a distant memory.
So where do I go on this tortured path,
When there's no one to turn to?
How do I find strength in all that is weak?
How do I know when I've finally found me?
Half the time I don't know if I'm real or fake.
It all just fades into a shade of who I want to be and who I was.
You want to know the real me?
Do you want to spend a day in the life?
This is it. This is what I am, because who is lost.
I'm just another empty package with a pretty bow.
Disappointment disguised by a smile,
A smile that isn't mine.



-SLR

oops

i completely forgot about this. I've been sick for the past like week, which sucks,i can feel my head pounding, in fact im home from school right now. I should be back tomorrow though. So new and exciting, this summer im going to Costa Rica!! and my brother is getting married to the greatest woman ever!!! and im graduating...soooo looks like a good summer :) i really just can't wait until spring, cuz i get cabin fever baaaaddddd!!!! Stupid groundhog, he ran back in cuz he saw how many jackasses surrounding his home, hell i'd go back too. Being sick is so boring, i watched like 5 episodes of How the Earth was Made, good show, but hypnotizing. Well at least i did some learning yesterday, and that's probably what i'll do today. Well im gonna go drink fluids and lay around, peace out ya'll.


-SLR