life story of a leaf - prologue

tonite i stood under the shower, hoping that the running water on my face will wash away my tears. but as i stood there i realised, all its doing is muffling my cries as my mind goes on n on about how imperfect i am in ur eyes. i cant help but feel how easy it would be to replace me. i look around me n see how different i am compared to ur frens. how terrible it must to be holding a leaf while others held roses.

thats exactly wad i am. a leaf. just a leaf. like any other leaves in the tree, on a plant. im just a leaf. while u pass by the occasional flower u wondered y ur leaf couldnt look like the flower. mayb ur leaf could b red like the rose u saw. mayb ur leaf could b a little more tender, like the petals of the flower. no matter how much u show the leaf how beautiful the flowers r, it will still just b an ordinary leaf. it will nv stand out like how u wan it to b.

super emo shit. how bout u quickly go pick a flower of ur own. i hate to feel like this. i hate to feel inferior. no matter how much i noe im just a leaf, how imperfect i am, i hate to feel like i will nv measure up to any flower. the truth always hurts.

everyone is having their own probs now who can i talk to my dear passerby?

u hav no idea how much it can hurt, cuz u r, afterall, a guy

let me vent a little literal translation of the life story......

i can nv b as pretty as u wish i was

i can nv b as hot as u would like

i can try to change, but all i can do is try

but no matter how much i try, its nv enuff

i noe for a fact i would nv turn into ur dream

all i can do is love u a little more

just a little more each day

n wish dats enough..

~hate u again for making me so upset over crapshit things~