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Monday, March 17, 2008 14:41

Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen

If you think this is about the movie, you're wrong. I am still in my last year of my teens, so don't grin when I declare myself a TEENager. As for the drama queen, I don't think many people will beg to differ anyway.

When I'm with myself, I'll start to think
Not like I want to, but I just do.
A month's passed, five more to go
When I really thought I've moved on,
My dream told me NO.

How are you, I wonder
Then I'll slap myself for being such a loser.
Because by then I'll see
Your MSN nickname, right before me.

'Back to being single, because I just need to breathe'
I a pain in the ass
You indirectly told everybody.

So then I'll have the best excuse
To flick my hair and walk away
Yet somehow my mind refused
And end up messing up my day.

"You can choose to be happy, why not?"
A friend of mine once said.
Yes, my dear, I choose to be happy
But I can't choose to forget
Because the more I want to
I'll end up feeling sad.

I could walk into the future
Pretend nothing ever happened
Because that's what you do
And I don't see what else I can hold on to.

Yet a month's passed
And we've not spoken
I can't help but think
Do I matter a thing?

It's worse than a car crash
My friend once said
But this time
I beg to differ
Because what's there left to feel
When everything's broken beyond anything could heal?

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