Cadence

I'm not poetic.
I'm not beautiful.
I'm not perfect.
I'm not easy to deal with.
I'm not full sane.
I'm not mature.
I'm not always honest.
I'm not an angel.
But, I'm also...
Not a bad listener.
I'm not boring.
I'm not terribly evil.
I'm not trying to lie.
I'm not always hard to make smile.
I'm not hateful.
I'm not perfect.
I'm not a follower of Satan.
I'm not someone who judges you by looks.
I am kind.
I am easily hurt. But only by those I love.
I am dumb sometimes, but only when I don't feel like thinking.
I am someone who bases each and every chapter by how their feeling when they write it.
I am always listening to emotional songs.
I am scar free.
I am not someone to think of suicide like an easy way out.
I am easy to get along with, but you don't try to get on my good side.
I am someone that likes to smile.
But Sometimes, people just can't handle my smiles.
I have been dumped by my boyfriend's friends.
I have been angered so much, that I screamed.
I have had dreams that lead to books.
I have wanted to punch my dearest friend.
I have cried myself to sleep more than ten times.
I have put up with others just because I was too tired to show them I wasn't a coward.
I am scared of the dark. I am also afraid of heights.
I love butterfinger cake. I also love animals.
I love the thought of one day being held even when I wanted to cry. I love the thought of having a man to hold me while I go back to sleep after a nightmare. I love the thought of having kids with someone I love more than anything. I love the thought of growing old with someone I love that loves me more than the world.

I love the thought of walking down the golden streets of God hand in hand with that person.
I dream every night of finding that person.

I am a girl that is corny, cheesy, strong-willed, but easily broken like glass. I am a girl that has the best life possible even though my father doesn't try to see me no matter how much he says he does, my old school talks about me since I've been gone, and even though you may not like me. You want to know what I have to say to that?

You can leave. I don't want your prejudice, I don't need it. No one needs it. No one DESERVES it. And I salute an eff you to those who don't think before telling a girl she's fat, stupid, or ugly. Ditto for the guys.