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ME


Everytime I see you, you look at me with pain in your face, as if I am that big of a disgrace. Never wanting to see me at the end of my race cause you felt I wasn't running in a fast enough pace.

You thought  this would toughen me up, but not knowing that it just made me want to give up. you were suppose too be the person to open the door for me .

Now I'm seeing the truth, you were the proof that you wanted me to be just like you, never wanting mydreams to succed, becuase you felt it was no need to be me.

All I ever wanted was you to see the real me, the person who im destined to be..

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