At many many times do i make my weird facial expressions and think about the things you do and whther or not i want to be apart of them. Countless times do i have the need to say something but the horrible trait that i was born with to be nice to everyone kicks in. I dont know why i cant but its just how it is. Everytime i doubt i realize doors open and doors close. Its life allyson.


So whther the wind closes it or shoves it into the wall i count the timeswhere i wish i had the strength.

Would i have it this way or would i keep my face and teeth straight to hold my thoughts in place never taking the wrong direction? I dont know.

We'll just wait and see.