Hey everyone! My name is Meghan. I am 15 years old. I grew up in Malden mass, not to far from Boston. I grew up with just a single mom because my dad was an alcahoilic, sadly. When I was seven, I moved to a small town in mass called Wilmington. Never liked it much. The people here are boring, probably because this town is boring! ! I mean some days I want to run away because I feel it suffocates me haha. Always been a girl with a strong heart and strong will to go places in life. Even when Im not sure of myself. Always had big dreams of being a singer, or wrighter. I guess you can say Im pretty bigg headed. I am in the process of trying to record an album on my own. Anyways, I love to sing, its been my passion since i was 3 years old. Allthough, I have found a deep compassion for wrighting ...
i qut an a additcion.
fiction or non fiction.
you can always find me
sitting there with my pen
wriqhtinq! Somtimes my
touqhts poor out at 12 in the afternoon
Somtimes they poor out at 12 midniqht
know matter how tired my mind is it will put up a fiqht
tells me to always riqht what im thinkinq..
like ill be forqetinq my past if I dont,
like i cant survive if i wont! ! !
When i riqht...
my words come alive.
There not just sittinq there on some lines.
They want to leap off the paqe,
and feed into your eyses
There my only friend somedays.
There my only way out of lifes pain.
There how you will better understand me,
There just what lets me be, Me!
I cant lie; i would die;
If i didnt have my notebook, to catch my tears when i cry.
Sometimes I feel traped though..
Almost as if wriqhtinq is my only way out!
But I need more, I need a door,
to lead me to courage...
The couraqe to beable to go on, with out it.
Know matter how much I love it!
Cause im too tired and weak
stayinq up all niqht..
I cant know more, I need to sleep,
But Im afraid I will never beable to
I was born addicted to ink
wriqhtinq: my addiction.