xonexmorexnobodyx

Once upon a time,
there was a person called me.
She wasn't super pretty,
Or what the world wanted to see.

She woke up in the morning,
And went to bed at night.
She never was a peacemaker,
But never liked to fight.

Her hair was colored brown,
And her eyes were colored blue.
Her troubles were counted many,
While her friends were counted few.

She really liked to draw,
And she really liked to write.
She always favored darkness,
And stayed away from light.

She wasn't very flashy,
And at most was kind of dull.
Her strength was worn and beaten
And her heart made null.

She learned to live with pain,
Accepting it as life.
Her path was filled with sadness,
And her days filled with strife.

She walked along the street,
And the world would pass her by.
She didn't believe in fairytales,
Or the perfect guy.

She loved to hear the rain,
And she didn't like cliche.
She enjoyed being alone,
And her favorite color was grey.

She longed to find the place
That she could call her home.
But what she didn't know
Was that she was doomed to roam.

The girl was simply average,
This girl called me.
She wasn't anything different.
She was just one more nobody.

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Despite the fact that I may appear somewhat sad, I do have a crazy streak at times. :3 I try to keep things unpredictable. I love my family, I have a cat and a dog, and I'm an old lady at heart. X3 I'm prone to random periods of deep depression, and tend to sleep alot. Other than that, there's not a whole lot more to me. :3 Don't be scared to leave a comment or sumphin'! :D