Thursday, June 4, 2009

Beginning. Again.

It's simple as this. I refuse to hide.
Nothing else in the world will stop me from writing. Say what you will.
I'm sick of the rumors, sick of your lies, I don't care if you think I lead you on.

Because I don't.

I refuse to hide any longer.
All my life, I have been inching out of my shell, then retreating.
This is probably just another phase, but what else can I do but try?

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