I am who I am

My thoughts at the time

I am writing this…for some reason.I want to eat cake and vietnamese rolls (birthday’s coming!!).

I wish she’s still here

I hate the commies (communists)

I love to stay in my room and sleep for as long as I can.

I miss my sister.

I fear of the future.

I hear the kids talking and laughing.

I wonder why I’m here.

I regret leaving her all by herself that night

I am not who I think I really am…

I dance when I’m all alone

I sing silently in my head

I cry too much (at night).

I am not always in a good mood.

I make with my hands something…special for that someone

I write… my thoughts down whenever I’m feeling depressed

I confuse myself most of the time.

I need to know that everything will be all right.

I should study…

I start losing faith

I finish nothing so far.

I tag anyone