Starting over.

[Fiending_the_freedom]

Looking Into The Past

Into the People I Could be.

Nice Girl, Bad girl, Girl That Doesn't Care.

Hardcore, Soft Core, Girl Thats Never there.

I Could Be Them All.

But Now I"m Just Left Here With Peices Of Previouse me's

Trying To make Someone Out Of them.

But They Just Wont Go Together.

I'm Frightened To See if I Can.

I Don't Like This Girl That i Am.

Now All I Am Is Memories And Souvenir's Of My Past,

jammed Together Like A Jigzaw Puzzle That Doesn't Fit.

So At Least I can Stay Together.

But I'm Not.

I'm falling Apart.

And I reilize ThatI've Become exactly What I've Told I Am.

Hopeless.

Futerless.

Friendless.

Familyless.

Worthless.

And At This Point, I've Pieced Together Everything I used To Be. Just So I Can Survive. But This Isn't Living. This Is Everything I Don't Want To Be.

[Peanut Butter]

Bravo. I like it quite well.