cherish anderson

So what if Im different from other girls. I don't have to be like them just to please you.
I'm not a follower. I'm a leader. I do what i want when I want to, not when you want me to.
I do my work when I'm supposed to, thats because I'm doing something with my life. I don't want to end up like my uncle who lives on the streets.
I don't care what people say about me. The ycan keep talking cuz my name must taste so good for it to be in their mouths so much. But who are they to judge me. They don't know what I've been through and they'll never know.
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I wonder if anyone understands the things i go throuh in my teenage life.
For some reason, people think i'm just a regular teenage girl.
They don't realize I have to deal with the same conflicts they go through.
It's hard for me to keep a smile on my face with images of things I saw and felt running through my mind repeatedly.
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Why do people want to love, when their love is something different from ours. All they want to do is get in your pants, another hit it and quit it. Whats loveable about that? They get what they want and leave.
To me their still irresponsible. Their not ready to handle a real relationship. But who's ready at our young age.
Why are we worrying about our soulmates and love? Is it because were growing and our hormones are changing or are we used to people talking to us like that and now were convinced thats how it goes?
Love is supposed to be magical, not painful the way it is now. Everybody has a different kind of love. Were used to the movie romance but this is real llife, not a fantasy.
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the way he touches my soft delicate skin makes me wonder if he's the one i'm going to spend eternity with.
i love the way he says my name with his strong voice that makes me feel all tingly inside but not only that INSANE
i like the way he says everything right, in the right place and right time.
i admire him when he doesn't care what other people say about me. He sees me for who i am.
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i lie here on my bed, thinking of what he's doing, is he thinking of me? does he miss me as much as i mess him? is he not thinking of me at alland having the time of his life?
i can't wait until the day we talk, so i can tell him how much i miss him.
i can't wait until i see those gorgeous eyes again. the moment i look in his eyes, i'll know that i wont have to miss him anymore.
i have to be in his arms once more. i dont ever want him to leave my side again.
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