No Reason To Care

(9/4/94 / Somewhere)

~Be Who You Want~


it's ok to cry
it's ok to scream
it's ok to be shy
it's ok to be mean

you can be who you want
just be yourself
when you're happy
smile
when your sad
cry
when you feel depressed
it's ok to want to die

just be who you are
what you want to be
don't try to be him or her
or even me
live your life
however you want
as long as it makes you happy
just be who you are

Submitted: Monday, May 18, 2009

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  • Dan Martins (7/4/2009 11:58:00 AM)

    The truth has been said! Only failiures try to be like the others, they should try to be what makes them happy.
    Rated 10/10
    Keep up the good work.

    Best regards,
    Daniel Martins (Report) Reply

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