Tuesday, April 20, 2010

P is for a Piece

A piece of what? I really don't know. I guess we'll find out.

Well, here's the opportunity to vent about school. For tis the reason I now need to catch up. Maybe a piece of my mind?

Piece of my mind: I love school. I love learning. I hate tests. I hate homework. I don't know what my point is. I don't really have a point. I'm like that. I'll say things that don't really have a point. But, that's just how I am.

That wasn't much of a vent, huh? I don't know. I'm not good at complaining. I'm also not good at staying mad. Or being mean. Or doing something wrong. My conscience would eat me up. I also don't talk too much. Especially when I want to. So, a piece of my heart?

Piece of my heart:
You know the
funny thing? About
not talking? People hardly
ever think to ask. They just
assume that you have nothing
to say. But sometimes you
do. Have something to say. Sometimes
you have to say a lot. You want to say
it. You really do.
Isn't it
funny? Not
really. It is, though.
It's not.
Not even
I don't like being
noticed. I am so used
to be in the
background. But that doesn't
mean that I don't want to be
noticed. Complimented. Talked
to. Especially when I need it.
Sometimes I really
I don't know what I would do
without a few select people. I
don't know how I could've
gone through in
I'm not depressed.
My life isn't that bad. It's
pretty good, actually. So, why the
low self-esteem? Why can't I
think better about
myself? If I can see
the best in others? If, sometimes, that's all I
choose to see?
A compliment. Just so that
I could think better about
myself. Maybe even believe that I'm
beautiful. To learn to
love myself.

Or maybe, not even that. maybe just a piece of me?

Piece of Me:
I can tell you however much I want about me. Doesn't mean that you'll ever really know me. It doesn't mean anything. Not much. I can tell you anything at all. But it will probably never mean anything. Not to you. Not to people who don't know me. But if you do, you'd probably be surprised. Because a lot of people probably think that they know me. And they probably don't. It's hard for others to know everything about you, when you don't even know much about yourself.

So, there was a piece. Of my mind. Of my heart. Of just me.
Have a good writing day!
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  1. It's a good thing that you not able to hold onto anger or complain too much. Negativity breeds negativity. I'm not much of talker myself and sometimes we quiet one's are misunderstood. Hope you have a great day.

  2. That's the great thing about writing -- you can express your feelings as much as you want and if you want you can even create your own worlds and control everything in them.

    Don't worry too much about things because with your talent and intelligence I think you will be quite successful in life. And you've got a lot of life ahead of you.

    I do know you and you are a beautiful young lady who is very smart and has a lot going for her. And you surprised me with your blog-- I'm impressed.

    Keep reading and writing and tolerate school as best as you can -- it can only get better and it's what you make it anyway.

    Tio Lee
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  3. I like how you express yourself! In your head, put on paper or blog! Keep writing you have a flair for it!


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