Theres a girl who sits under the bleachers Just another day eating alone And though she smiles There is something just hiding And she cant find a way to relate She just goes unnoticed As the crowd passes by And she'll pretend to be busy When inside she just wants to cry She'll say...Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer, I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes Take another look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder and maybe then you will see why she waits for the dayWhen you'll ask her her name The begining, in the first weeks of class She did everything to try and fit in But the others they couldnt seem to get past all the things that mismatched on the surfaceAnd she would close her eyes when they left and she fell down the stairs And the more that they joked And the more that they screamed She retreated to where she is now And she'll sing...Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder I really really want you to put yourself in her shoesTake a little look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer and maybe then you will see why she waits for the day that you will ask her...her name And one day just the same as the lastJust the days been in counting the time Came a boy that sat under the bleachers just a little bit further behind...

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Just when i though everything will turn out great this time. I was wrong. Hell wrong.

I am destined to be alone and miserable. To stare idly at nothingness; to fantasize about the impossible;to wish for things that can never be acheived; to hope for a love that can never be given To sit like a statue in the midst of darkness; to cry and yet not shed a single tear. To be devoid of emotion; or at least be adept at hiding pain and frustration; to always seem to move on and yet in truth dwell in the past; to forgive but never forget. To be ruled by fear, rejection and yet foolishly try and try again to establish a connection; to fail at it; to try again and again; and to disappoint myself each time. To want to loved and be loved in return, and find only emptiness and loneliness. To have people think Im crazy; and yet know that they just dont understand; to suffer the indignation of having to notice every bit of ignorance, stupidity, and narrow-mindedness the world possesses and hate it; all the while grappling with the reality that Im not so perfect myself.

To be fated to be loved only misery, melancholy, melodrama, and self pity; to love a person who does not exist; to put all my hopes, dreams, ambitions and aspirations on a person whos probably going to let me down someday. To bare out my soul this way because there isnt any other means by which I can express myself; to fill dozens of notebooks with unspoken thoughts; and to read them again and again from time to time just to remind myself how pathetic I am. To be a dreamer realist at the same time; to ask myself questions I know the answers to; to speak to myself for lack of another person to talk to. To devour romantic movies and relish each kiss, each dance, each song, each and every single piece of dialogue as if it were my own; and to know the whole time that such things will never happen in my life. To believe in forever and everlasting love., and yet be given the complete opposite every time I do fall in love. To tell anyone who bothers to listen that i see myself someday married to him; and then lise him; to say it again about another person; and lose him the same way. To fall at almost everything I try to do; to be ridiculed at every decision I make; to have people I know make stupid jokes and hurtful comments behind my back. To always be second best or less; to watch my dreams fade away into nothing; to always have to suck it all up and say SH** happens. To realize that all of this is my fault ; that I make myself miserable; that I choose to wallow in self pity and melodrama; and know that I can do absolutely nothing about it, since it seems that its the only thing I can do well. Yes, I am truly destined to be ALONE and MISERABLE.

Sweet Kisses, CriZzy

i don't know if anyone would ever stumble in this site. well, its me crizzy and im the only one who knew this blog. scratch that. 'coz this time i think i had enough courage to share to others my thoughts & ramblings. if you happen to bump in this site. well, whatever!

To Dream is my number one Hobby. Dreams help me stay strong. Loving is my key to having a better life. Love is sometimes Complicated, but I still manage to make it through. Learning to trust people is my number one goal right now. Learning to pick and decide well is what im working on. My life is currently on the ride. Im loving everything. I want to be happy, thats all. :)