BEFORE I self-destruct

Everyday I fight these demons, the voices inside get louder and I can't take it no more! You see a broken girl, but i'm just trynna piece her together. Too many people trying to live my life, too many voices trying to speak for me. Will you ever know the real me, the one that's in the back of it all thinking "what has become of me?". Will I just forever be another character residing in this body. I'm a troubled child that needs you to see the pain behind the smile. I'm a strong woman that needs you to understand the story behind these scars. I need you to know that i'm just trying to find the me that got lost along the way (Namataa), when the innocence was lost, when my life was endangered and I had to man up to survive through it. Why am I so hard on myself? Cos there is no room for the weak in this wicked world. I'm just trying to understand the life I was given and maybe I will figure out my purpose in it all. I cry from inside but them tears never fall, the kinda hurt I can't describe but the pain never shows. It's sad to know that you take a hard look at me but you'll never even begin to understand what goes on in this head. You sympathize with me, but you don't feel the burden I carry. I don't need your fucking sympathy, wipe that pity off your face.

These Foolish Games

Miss Get It If I Want I It

Haven't blogged in a minute, *sigh*, I guess judgement day has come for me, the day everybody felt they're entitled to an opinion about me. When suddenly everybody felt they knew my life story just cos of a few misinterpreted lines, tweets and sh*t & nobody bothered to ask me what I was onto, not even for a comment? Dang!!!

I'm Sorry, I Cant Change For You

"Bella Harris"

To Whom It May Concern:

I am sorry that I am not the perfect little friend you wanted me to be, i'm selfish and you came into my life a  little bit too late for me to care about your feelings. I wish I felt bad for not caring that much, I would've probably cared if you hadn't tried to blame me for what happened 'cause when it melts down to it, it wasn't on me or you but the other person.