Thursday, October 14, 2010

I Wish I Can Sore

I wish I can tell you that you cause me misery. Even though I love you, you never let me spread my wings and fly. I feel like I need to hurt you if doing what I love hurts you. I feel the need to spread my wings and fly. This is my life. Don't tell me how to live it. Love me the way I am. Be happy for me for the things I love. Why do you feel the need to control me? You are slowing me down. Time is passing by. I will only live once. Don't make me decide between you and doing what I love .

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