if only I could be pretty, if only I could have nothing to worrie about, how can it be that I got almost all the unchangeable things that no girl wants. I cant stand the pain of knowing how hard I must work to hide all theese falses. At times I feel so trapped indise my body, I´d just wana loose, unchain miself. Like if the pain of being human aint enough, with all emotions and things to overcome to survive. Once there was a time when mankind lived as we are supposed to. This world will collaps one day. and I wana get to inner peace before that.