It seems as though people love to judge me. Criticize, chastize, and all that good stuff. People are always asking me why I do this and why I do that, but never stopping and asking themselves the same question. Now I wish I had an answer. I wish I could tell them truly why I smile. And truly why I'm so aware. I wish I could just open up and tell them they only see the surface of a soul who has traveled so far. Through rocky roads and torn between two parents trying to please both parties and I started trying to please the world..I guess?? But you can't please everybody and I've learned to accept that.

I've been told before that I'm too nice.

I've been told before that I'm a racist

I've been told before I'm too smart, work too hard, smile too much and the list goes on.....

I guess a part of living is dealing with criticism. However, at times that can get to be too much. There are times when I feel like being around people who will accept me as who I am and not try and change me. There are times when I just want people to want me as ME. I've had so many different personalities I sometimes forget who I am.

I'm not fake, I just naturally try and adjust to my surroundings. At times I'm crazy, at times I'm focused, at times I'm a "regular" teen, and at times I act as if I've been on Earth for decades..

But who Am I who am I who Am I.

I remember times where I use to go to church, I remember a time when I fought, I remember a time when my best friend was WHITE, I remember a time when I LOVED lil romeo {ILK!} I remember a time when I was depressed and was close to Suicide!

I was a differnt person in each of those scenarios and I won't say for a seccond say that I'm a better person then that girl I use to be. Maybe more wise and intelligent. More developed physically and intellectually.



~*BuNmI*~