Sometimes, I wish I were brave enough to face the truth. Whatever it was.
I wish my imagination was active enough to blot out the truth
I wish I were that girl, the brave one who was sure of herself and knew who she was and where she stood. Who was comfortable in her own skin.
Instead I am a coward who cannot stand to look at herself in the mirror. Who cannot stand up for herself doesn't know enough to support her beliefs.
I wish for alot of things, truth..and maybe that today didn't happen the way it did. Because if it did, Im even more mixed up than I was before.