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by Mandz and Aly Jan 14, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm not proud of the things I've done, but they aren't important, You are number one. I'm not perfect, by any means, I strive for perfection even behind the scenes. I'm not great, but that's okay because I'm the one that needs to pray. I am brave, I have to say, only because I've seen this day.8:21 PM - 0 Comments - 0 Kudos - Add Comment - Edit - Remove This Side This Side You don't know me and you can't say you do. You only know the side i lead you to. You know one side: the side of confidence, love, joy and pride. I know the other part weak, nimble and smart. You may have seen this side by mistake, but you can't say you know how much strength it really takes. To show you whats I've hidden, takes strength long forbidden. To keep it from you is such an ease since it's been this way forever. Now, please I am so much different than i appear to be. Do you really think i trust you to accept me as me? Do you really care as you read happily along? Do you ever wonder what I have that's so wrong?