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Sometimes trusting in you is hard
I'm so sick and tired of all the lies

Biography
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The truth hurts,lies spread.
Reality sucks. People change.
This is life.
But its how you live it, that makes you different.
Get back up on your feet, and tell the world
I'm strong.
What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger.

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Friday, June 24, 2011
camp

Camp was awesomely fun. The hort park was a really nice and SUPA tiring walk. Had a hard time breathing when we went up slope at a point of time, cos I was tired. Haha. Thank goodness we reached a flat platform in no time. The bridge was nice to walk on, somehow somewhat. I wasn't scared of heights, so looked down and wasn't scared. (: went back to school for lunch. Juniors ate supa fast. I shall not elaborate so much. Heheh. BYE~

Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Teenage Life

© Maddison-Sheree
I'm going through a hard time.
I sit in my room most of time.
I throw things around.
Just to calm me down.

I thought one day everything was going to be okay.
But I'm still waiting for that day.
School is just getting in the way,
And I'm getting judged everyday .

It's just not fair.
I don't know what to wear.
I try my hardest.
But no one thinks it's my hardest.
I just wanna give up.
But I can't as I need to show them up.

There is no point being angry at every one.
When you are just going to be outdone.
I start to cry.
And I know it's time for me to squeeze by.

It's time for me to get on with life.
But it feels like I have be stabbed with a knife.
I don't know how I can go on.
When I look upon.
I see a shooting star and I wish.
But it always ends up in a swish.

I thought you said it was going to be easy.
But I guess you were wrong cause it ain't breezy.
Listen in to your heart.
And you might find the right part.
Why am I breaking apart?
All at the heart.

I don't wanna be torn.
Why can't I just be re -born.
So I can start from the start again.
And then I might lose some of the pain.
Then I might have a better chance.
And I will have a better stance.

I had a dream.
But then I realized that it was to upstream.
I got out of touch with the ones who gave me my wing to fly.
And I began to cry.

I forgot so easy about what really matters.
Now everything is a bit of a splatter.
I feel like I'm upside down.
And I just frown.

I hope I'm dreaming cause I don't like this feeling.
Cause it's very unappealing.
I don't know how to get out of this.
I wish it just wouldn't exist.
can Someone help me.
Or can I just flee.

Everything I do, is making me more confused
And now I feel like I'm just getting used.
I finally get happy.
And then something comes on my mind and I'm unhappy.

Life Is hard and always will be.
but I guess I just have to harden up




Source: Teenage Life, Growing Up Poems by Teens http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/teen/poetry.asp?poem=31596#ixzz1PuT0od57

haii

back to blogging,okay, today is srsly boring, spent almost the whole day in my room.woke up at 12.10?although i was up way earlier.didnt wanna wake up yet.thn bathed, lunch, back to my room,came out only at 5 plus,ate some orange, went back again.and blahblahblah,and now using com.the hols cant get any worse eii?
there's camp tmr.really looking forward to it.gonna become rotten mould soon if i continue staying indoors.nth much to do.campcampcamp.finally, idw to rot at home.with a freaking idiotic brother.if you tell me he's not related to me,shld i be happy? ha!okay. that's all for now.
bye sweeties.

Saturday, June 11, 2011
haii

haha, i finally updated my blog,after a million years.its quite dead alr.haha.
okay.im so lame. i will blog more often kay, gtg now! byeee
The world may try to bring you down
But stay strong even if you're gasping for breath.