~LeSsOn In LiFe~

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By ~MiSsInG HiM~

Hey, I wrote this one when I got fed up with some people. Leave coments.. They want you to be something you're not they ask your opinion and put you on the spot. They can see right through you if you're not "one of them" they will talk about you but then be your best friend. In front of your face they're as sweet as can be you don't want to be an outcast so you pretent, you see. You put on that perkiness and that fake smile you make fun of people who don't have the same style. You ditch your old friends you but the right clothes you gossip right along with them your hair has a big white bow. When inside there's a struggle there's a battle you dont see all you're doing if faking you're not being what God wants you to be. Yeah, they'll talk yeah, they'll laugh but they're just insecure about the life they have. So if you've never had advise take this from me being in a clique isnt what its cracked up to be. Be yourself and have good friends who love you dearly till the very end. They'll help you with problems they wont make fun of your shoes but most importantly they will love you for you! By: Becca Case

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October 30, 2005 19:20

my god ur good girrl, u write so well