Filling Silence

Another day at work
at least i like my job
well one of them anyway

i rekon i could always be a receptionist
although i'd get bored pretty soon
i've nearly learnt everything
so it's likely boredom is going to sit in soon anyway
:P

New piercings
family don't know yet
they are kinda cool
well i think so anyway
give me an edge
maybe i can finally get rid of this bloody - good girl- label i possess

not that i have anything against being well beahved, dignified, classy etc
but i'm sick and tired of people thinking i'm protected
precious
in need of help

fuck off

i'm a tough person
alot tougher than first thought
yeah, i have my down times
the times when i struggle
the times when i just want to give up and stop fighting
man, i have those times all the time

but i never give up
i never stop struggling
i just fight through
even when it hurts so bad
even when it looks like it'll never end, or improve
but now i'm fucking stonger than most people
i'm happier than the false 'emo's
and i'm real

as real as the sun in the sky, the wind in your hair and the dark of the night
i'm as real as the air you breath, the summer heat or the winter chill
everything about me is real
nothing is imagined
i am who i am
and whilst i hate me most the time
i still wouldn't change a thing
instead i'd fight to be me
i do fight to be me
and i'm proud
x