over and done with.

simple joys that make me smile...
thank you for making me smile.

someitmes, its the littlest things that can truly touch my heart.
like when people believe in me,
or when they just want me to be with them,
or when they take to heart,
random things that i did or said.

sometimes, i think i have the ill-habit of running away from reality.
when i try to drown myself in things that are too-good-to-be-true,
where the princess always finds her prince.

i guess i'm still a little girl,
not the big girl that i want to be,
because my emotions still play havoc with me,
and i succumb to them more often that i want to.

i'm still a little girl,
that still yearns to know the delight of growing up.

_{and continue being your scruffy self,
so that you won't bring a smile to my heart. :)}

the road to recovery is never short, and always tedious.

sometimes i don't like going to school,
because i know hardly anyone has a kind word for me there.
i can take jibes and teasings,
but not when it comes even when i don't do anything,
or when i simply make a comment.
and especially when its given in a way,
that is ignorant of my feelings whatsoever.

sometimes i want to run away from home,
because of all the undue materialism and pressure.
how i can't feel any love or care whatsoever,
and how i don't feel like i belong anyhow.
how i feel like i must earn their love,
through doing well,
and how i know i'm going to live with them
not ever trusting me, ever.
its sad that your family doesn't even accept you for who you are,
or that they preceive themselves to be right so much,
that there's no space for me to be myself.
i'm cast into an image of a perfect daughter,
that i will never ever reach,
nor do i want to.

i have to stop being so negative,
because i'm not one to dwell on such matters.