yours truly
lexandra
easily confused,goofy to the max,disLexic
also ,always worried
youngest of three glowing sisters and one saint/sinner brother
lover of music that makes me feel something inside
peace and true beauty
lover of friendship that keeps me sane
lover of kind hearted wise older people like my teacher Mr.Z
feels the need to be a caregiver to all who cant care for themselves
who feels the pain of others and wants to change it
giver of a shoulder to cry on and a book of past experiences and pain to tell
i fear
hurting other people
the end of the day and what the outcome will be
i would love to see the world through someone else's eyes
i want to see the pain people go through and how they overcome it
living in the strange town of washington
my name is Lexandra BRATTON
even though my father wants nothing to do with me
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