June 6, 2009-Saturday

People assume that all I do is write. They never stop and think, "Hey...maybe she's not who we think she is. Maybe...maybe she's something more." They take one look at me and assume that I'm just like all the other girls. Well, I'm not. I'm nothing like those brainless bimbos who think they're cool just because they stick their fingers down their throats and barf up their breakfast. I'm not like that. I like who I am, because I'm not one of THOSE girls. I like to write, sure. But it's not what I want to DO. I want to sing. And if everybody would just give me a chance, I could prove it. It's what I want...more than anything else in the world, I want to sing. But no one will give me that chance to do it. I need to be free to spread my wings and fly. Because I know that someday, I'll make it to the top. I can be everything I want to be. I'll shoot for the moon. And even if I miss, it's okay. Because I'll land among the stars. No matter what, I WILL make it. Just try and stop me.