I don't belong here.Yes, I have always felt special, since birth, that there was a divine purpose in my existence. But, the truth is, there are times I wonder what that is. I want you to know me. I want to be missed. I need to be loved. And my heart cries out for those who feel they are nothing, nothing short of special.
"Even if it hurts, I want to have control.
I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice, when I'm not around."
imathinkin 51-55, F 5 Responses 1 Aug 1, 2010