I'm not perfect, not even slightly close to it. I can be the biggest bitch in the world and not even give a second thought. Thats not the person I want to be. . . Changing into something was easy for me, I changed without even realizing it. Changing out of it seems to be a lot more challenging...
I hate carrying around all this anger, Its slowly bringing me down. Its making me push away the one boy whos been here for me now matter what. He never once judged me or my past. He pushed it a side and fell in love with the person I became. He's been more then perfect to me and I act as if im not satisfied. Its not him, Im not satisfied with myself. There so many things about my life that I wish I could change. I don't want to be Amy anymore.
