No, I won't be your back up girl. I won't get it in with you every hour, I refuse to send pictures, and no, I will not wear revealing clothes to show off to your friends. As you can see, I refuse to do a lot of things, so if you don't like that fact, than the door is over there. So, DON'T lead me on, DON'T ask for photos, DON'T ask to get it in, because truth is, I don't want too. I'm young, I want to be free in high school, I don't want to be pregnant and make it even harder to graduate, I want to go to all the football games, start off my cheerleading year, and just have fun while I can. I don't want to worry about having a baby. My gardians are in a tough spot with money right now, why should I have to make them pay for MY baby? I'm to young to get a job, and they shouldn't have to worry about MY baby. Like I said, I don't want to be a Mom in highschool, I want to be married and have a beautiful wedding first. I'm worring about my education right now. I'm sorry, it doesn't fit your need, actually I'm not sorry at all. I want to provide for my baby, I don't want to rely on other people for my action. LIVE WHILE YOU CAN.
Lies Behind The Truth
I wasn't planning on things being this hard, truth be told, I
didn't see this coming at all. It all came down to this, losing
him to a girl who was prettier,
smarter, she was beautiful. Then, there's
me, the girl in the corner, no friends, no nice clothes, no
perfect tan, no make up, the under weight girl.
Apparently, being strong wasn't an option. What happend to the
late nights, the long talks, the beach walks, the snow fights,
the love that you had for me? Where did it go? She's so
much better. She deserves you, she better treat you right,
she can't look in those beautiful
brown eyes and not see paradise. She's lucky. She
took him quicker than I planned, I kenw it was coming, but I had
no idea I'd lose him that fast. She was the cheerleading captian,
I was the Math teem coach. I guess she was smarter because she
had the looks, the whole package. That's it, his clothes, his letters, his old memories are
wrapped up into a little package, that'd I'd never be able
to open again. It's locked up, into one little box. I don't want
him anymore. Just kidding, I
absolutely need him.