Post by Devi145 on May 2, 2003 22:54:02 GMT -5
When it all began i was just an innocent little girl, running outside and climbing those beautiful trees, flipping that glittery patond in the cooling soft breeze. I could have gone the distance, i could have stayed on track, except for my lack of persistance, i convinced myself i was intended for this gang-like pack. We stood out from the other girls, i really didnt mind...i didnt want to have those bouncy curls, or flawless twirls...i wanted to be tough! not prissy and kind. They were special indeed, all pretty and nice, but what i wanted was to take the lead, and leave behind my mother's advice..."this is just some phase, dont you worry...we'll get you these pretty pink dresses and then you'll be worthy." I didnt care what she said, I didnt want to wear this ugly girly sh!t layed out on my bed...so i scurried out my window and down that beautiful tree i once climbed, i had all of my things and wandered off blind. I went to tell my gang sisters the story, and hopefully they'd help me in my pain and my sadness, but could this be? they'd all wandered back to happiness and glory...so, im guessing between all of this madness...somehow i was left behind and now its just them against me, and to think...i was once free, pretty in pink.