Always hiding from the world trying to scream..but no on can hearseeing things sheshouldn'tsee hearing things sheshouldn'thearno one can see the real ..
My guardian Angel is pretty with dark hairshe loves me with ever fiber of her beingMy guardian Angel watchers over me like a hawk watchers her preyshe..
when your some one like me love sucksyou have the pretty friends and your the ugly trolltrying to find thenearestbrigto hid underdo you ever fell like..
it something that we fear and always questionit is it good or bad ?we constantly areafraid of what people think of usand we try to hide our flaws from..