Snapshot
Backbone without calluses
Wandering through the never-never trees
Fearing something will dampen my spirit
Snuff out my soul
DON'T tell me what I should be doing!
Why must I act my age?
My age means freedom
Creativity
Boldness
Individuality.
Not role-playing
Just because a rabbit loves a pig does not make her a pig also
He said to me the other night that I was self-loathing
What?
Confidence/pride (does it matter?) that keeps me from
collapse...
No, it can't be. It just doesn't make sense.
Please don't take my picture, then I'd have to look at the
camera.
By Amanda Smith
Submitted 5.15.09