please

Life is funny sometimes right one day everything is sunny the next its black as night. My life was going great friends family boys and school then you walked out of it and nosw its all wrong there is no more color I forgot my song. Why did you leave did I do something I am truly sorry for everything I have done. If you would just come back I promise I'll be good just please come home

Me Uncensored

Me uncensored (my thoughts from my head going straight on the page).I am so kicking the guys buts in my electronics class (not literally) I seriously did so well on an assignment that my cousin felt the need to take credit for it (don't worry it wasn't actually worth points) of course being me I didn't correct him. I gave a talk in church a couple of weeks ago. I have Don't chase me stuck in my head and I just did a scene in Drama where I got to yell at my scene partner. Lets see what else is going on oh yeah I didn't get to watch the new NCIS because I had young womens, and I am trying to get up the courage to email Ally Carter I just don't know how to explain myself. I am stuck just sitting around waiting to find out what the top ten poems are and it is driving me insane! Um....On the home front the future Mrs. Boye thinks I am a hubby stealer and is trying to look in the yearbook for a guy actually named Zachary Goode so she can embarrass me in front of him I haven't told her that he goes to the Blackthorne school for boys. Oh and FYI I do know that NCIS is just a show and that the Gallagher Girls books are well books so no need to freak. Speaking of Gallagher Girl books I got on Ally Carters blog and she is trying to decide how to reveal the name of GG4. I really want to go to ULC (Utah Leadership Conference) but Mrs. Boye is going and well she doesn't really like me so yeah but I think it would be good for me to go and have to get out of my shell plus our advisor says that they split you up into groups and don't put you in a group with people from your chapter I have to choose soon. I am bored. Oh yeah I texted my dad a bunch of times, no surprise he didn't text back, I am avoiding my step mom's and I keep having really weird dreams. Thats all I can think of now and I want ice cream so Bye

Update from Chameleon

Oh my gosh I am totally happy! the songs in my head are all good happy ones especially Don't give up by Josh Groban. My poem is in the running to be one of the top ten at poetrypower.com which means it will be in the book and may even get its own page. I remembered my brother is a totally talented artist so I need to ask him to help with the childrens books I am currently writing. I know it sounds like a big goal writing childrens books or any books for that matter but I promised myself I would do it. I need to stop promising myself things last time I did I ended up getting a guys phone number which by the way I am trying really hard to
NOT use. Bookworm and I are finally getting started on the fifteen music video. i have my monologue for Drama memorized and just need to get comfortable enough in front of the whole class to say it seriously while I was practicing in the hall with my friends this guy walked past and I was being pretty loud so I was kind of embarrassed but when he walked by again he told me I did a really good job. gotta go bells about to ring

me after midnight

So this is what happens when I'm bored enjoy:)

I can go to the ball and dance with a prince be some one else for a time, but when that clock strikes twelve I'll have to run home go back to being on my own and when i wake up I'll wonder if it was all just a dream in that harsh morning light I'll be who I was before timid, shy, and scared to be me, all my old insecurities.
(CHORUS)Because in the morning I'm not a princess I'm just a maid I'm the girl in the tattered clothes so afraid, I don't flirt and I don't shout I don't do anything to stand out I was cinderella at the ball, but I took flight and I'm just me after midnight
When the Prince sees me in the hall I'm not the girl he met at the ball i'm the one from way across town that girl no one knows, who walks looking down, books in her arms and a tear nobody sees in her eye, thats who I am to this guy.
(CHORUS)
Realizing why would I want to be, any one else but me. I see no problems with who I am I shouldn't change me just for them
Because in the morning I don't want to be a princess and I'm not just a maid I'm the girl comfortable in her skin but afraid, my own prince charming will see and thats who he'll want me to be. Then I won't take flight and I'll be me after midnight