sometimes when i write about other people, i write about it as if i was them
i use I
bu i am not talking about me
its confusing i know, just thought id say that... cause you never really know who i am writing about. if i really care i'll mention
oh yea this isn't about me.
! The skin under my eyes
laced with make up
that catch the tears that i cry
so that the people cant see me die
and so, i decide neither can I !
* the sun it came through the curtains
and so,my eyes opened
and then i found my god
her name is
her name is cherokee
shes only a baby
a kitten
she got me straight smitt'n
she is only 3 weeks old
and i'd give up the world
for her
yes i love her! *
YAYAY! the second little thing is a song i just wrote about the kitten i am getting her name is cherokee she is black and cute. i am happy. hoooray for cherokee! | 
