rebellious but not really

I admit I've changed quite a bit, but who doesn't. I prefer experiencing things than listening to stories, I hate being controlled for things that I enjoy doing and if I get hurt, I get hurt. I will not blame anyone for my mistakes and I believe I'll learn from them. I grew out of that mentally depressed mind years ago; those mindless slitting of wrists and thighs at night, and locking self in the room constantly filled with depressing thoughts. I realized how foolish I was and have learned to stand up for myself then, loving myself a lil more and am appreciating life a whole lot more now. I turn to music for self comfort and to attend places with live bands playing is a beautiful thing to do. I reckon that's a good change.

Wish I knew somebody who shares the same taste in music as me, then we would be attending gigs together with a peace of mind and have the time of our lives.

You should probably meet me all over again and see if your heart still beats the same, instead of telling me how much I've changed and painfully moulding yourself into the current me.