Thursday, March 22, 2012
if i could be like her...
my life with scott and my mom wouldn't be that bad. they'd be proud of me. unashamed to tell people i'm their daughter. sure she has problems as well, but it's natural, isn't it? nobody can live a perfect life. if i could be like her, i'd know what it feels like to be grogeous. to take a picture and not retake it fifty times. if i could be like her, i'd know who really loves me, instead of second guessing everyone. if i could be her, i'd have real friends. ones i'm positive they love me, and always have my back. if i could be like her, i'd have support from people, instead of my mom yelling at me to put me in a mental hostpital. if i could be like her, i'd have talent. i could look my best on my worst days. i would be succesful, get good grades, be skinny, do sports, and manage to stay somewhat sane. if i could be like her, i'd be known and liked by all my teachers. she doesn't want me to be like her, but if i could be like her, the her i know and love deeply, for even a day, i would be perfectly happy. only to return to my overprotective life, and be sad all over again. i would be able to stand up for myself, and fight back, instead of cowering down, yelling at only the people i know wouldn't dare kill me. i wouldn't have to cry out for attention, i'd know better and to stick to myself. have i turned to be an attention whore? i guess you could say that. but what else are you supposd to do when all you want is love? yes, if i could be like amanda valencia, i'd truly know what it's like to be, in my eyes, a princess.
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