This is the theme song to my life. From the time I was a small girl, the only thing I've ever wanted to be was a writer. That wasn't what my parents wanted to hear. They wanted their little girl to grow up, be a doctor or a lawyer or anything but a writer. My daddy told me "Writers don't make any money. You need to get your head out of your little fantasies and into reality. Find a real job. All writing is going to get you is disappointment." The only person I found that supported my dream was best friend, Daren. He is always giving me new ideas and helping me through my writers block, always reading anything I hand him, and he always tells me what he thinks. He isn't afriad to tell me that it's absolutely awful. He has always been my biggest supporter. We've been friends for years, and after high school, we decided to move in together, another thing in my life my parents don't approve of. Honestly, I've been in love with him since we were freshmen, but he made it clear that he just wants to be friends, and I can't lose him so I agreed to be friends. I've tried and tried for years, but he always makes it clear that we should be friends... After we moved in together I started working on my book. I was so desperate to show my parents that I could be a writer, to show the world what I could do, but publishing company after publishing company, manuscript after manuscript I was turned down. He was the only one that made the pain easier. I was stuck with the question of whether or not to follow my dream and become a writer or give up and do as my daddy suggested and "find a real job." But Daren refused to let me do that. He kept feeding me new ideas, ideas that my imagination latched onto and run away with. But we're still just friends... One night I was out with this other guy. He knew I lived with Daren, but I made sure to make it clear that nothing was going on between us. We had been out a few times and as we stood in front of the door to our apartment I asked him if he wanted to go inside for some drinks. He looked at me and told me he had a great night, but I needed to go inside and tell Daren what he wished I would tell him. I asked him what he ment, and all he said was "You love him." He kissed my cheek, walked away and I never heard from him again. But I didn't tell Daren I love him. I was too scared of what would happen. But I'm still scared that there is something there and he just doesn't want to accept it.
This song is my life. My dreams, my relationships all go "Down." But I'm not ready to give up, even though I think maybe I need to...
This is the theme song to my life. From the time I was a small girl, the only thing I've ever wanted to be was a writer. That wasn't what my parents wanted to hear. They wanted their little girl to grow up, be a doctor or a lawyer or anything but a writer. My daddy told me "Writers don't make any money. You need to get your head out of your little fantasies and into reality. Find a real job. All writing is going to get you is disappointment." The only person I found that supported my dream was best friend, Daren. He is always giving me new ideas and helping me through my writers block, always reading anything I hand him, and he always tells me what he thinks. He isn't afriad to tell me that it's absolutely awful. He has always been my biggest supporter. We've been friends for years, and after high school, we decided to move in together, another thing in my life my parents don't approve of. Honestly, I've been in love with him since we were freshmen, but he made it clear that he just wants to be friends, and I can't lose him so I agreed to be friends. I've tried and tried for years, but he always makes it clear that we should be friends... After we moved in together I started working on my book. I was so desperate to show my parents that I could be a writer, to show the world what I could do, but publishing company after publishing company, manuscript after manuscript I was turned down. He was the only one that made the pain easier. I was stuck with the question of whether or not to follow my dream and become a writer or give up and do as my daddy suggested and "find a real job." But Daren refused to let me do that. He kept feeding me new ideas, ideas that my imagination latched onto and run away with. But we're still just friends... One night I was out with this other guy. He knew I lived with Daren, but I made sure to make it clear that nothing was going on between us. We had been out a few times and as we stood in front of the door to our apartment I asked him if he wanted to go inside for some drinks. He looked at me and told me he had a great night, but I needed to go inside and tell Daren what he wished I would tell him. I asked him what he ment, and all he said was "You love him." He kissed my cheek, walked away and I never heard from him again. But I didn't tell Daren I love him. I was too scared of what would happen. But I'm still scared that there is something there and he just doesn't want to accept it.
This song is my life. My dreams, my relationships all go "Down." But I'm not ready to give up, even though I think maybe I need to...