My hair dye is fading out. It's not pink anymore it's now bleached and brown. I'm losing my sense of self and I'm afraid of who I'll turn into of you're not around. Because you remind me that I'm worth something and as weird as this may sound you gave me some self esteem. And now loving myself is a possibility. And I'm scared I don't mean as much to you as you mean to me. I'm changing in all the wrong ways but I know I would hate to just stay the same. If everyone matures with age won't we all just grow up and grow out of this phase? I don't want to grow up but I need to mature and I never want things to be like they were. I'm still pretty idiotic pretty insecure. But I always want to be a better person that I was last year.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
