Life

Life

A Story by Stella

 

 

I'm on the bus where it's taking doesn't matter. It's taking away from the world I've never wanted to be apart of. Away from a world were no one understands whats going on. As i sit on this bus happy i've left, it hits me. I've got to go back. My smile fulls from my face. from my soul, from the person i;ve always wanted to be. I just wish this world I keep leaving world would see me for what i am not what i can be.

© 2008 Stella


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Added on April 21, 2008

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Stella
Stella

Winnipeg, Canada



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ive been writing for years. Yes my spelling sucks.. but i feel spelling shouldnt mean anything.. its the meaning behind the writing.. as long as the writing makes you feel something thats all that mat.. more..

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