I often wonder how other people see me. Actually, I always wonder that. I'm sort of obsessed with it, and it's the root of all my self consciousness. I don't know why I really care...
But the thing that scares me the most is that I might be right. That all the horrible things I'm thinking about myself that I think they're thinking too... really is what they're thinking.
I think I think too much.
I've always wanted to be someone I'd see as beautiful.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
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Wake up, beautiful.
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