This is for the people that actually read my writing, my insane chatter, my inconsistent memories.
Tell me, what is it like to love someone and actually have them love you back?
Is it like a dream? Is it euphoric? Please someone, I have to know, don't tell me I'm to young to know either, I've been twice the age I actually am for a long time. I've had to be an early mother, a drug addicts shoulder to lean on, A drunks punching bag, and bunch of other things that no child should have to endure. I am a wall of insecurities and weaknesses, I am an angel with a demon's mind. I am a child to old for her years. I am a ghost. I am a "goddess" in my own mind. For every sentence I write and every breath I take, someone out there is reading my words, and thinking to themselves, I am this girl. I am this ghost of which she speaks of. I am my own "god". Or do you think of me of some psycho with an odd taste for words? A liar? A fake? Just another mind in a sea of faces? To someone out there. I am a deity. |
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it means alot