my names Brianna, everyone calls me Anna... well everyone whos ever been close to me
i've always wonderd...what if i stopped? what if i kept the past in the past? what if... what if i live in the now, and stopped saying what if
april 19th... the day that haunts me...the day i was brought into this world...the day my parents left...the day my brother left...and the day i wanna leave
but not just yet...i need to keep running...find myself...make things right...then i can leave on that haunted day
i stare at myself in the mirror,my new blood red hair...the coulor of death, hate, regret, revenge...every feeling i have but sadniss
i've been called many things...loser, freak, emo, loner, rebel...all the way down to slut, but i don't care, i've never cared, and i don't think i ever will
sweet amoris
my new start
my new home
my new life
a new me!