Joanna Bailor

TO TELL THE TRUTH:I could tell you everything about me. i could tell you about my fear of stairs, scarecrows, and being alone... but you'd only giggle and tease. i could rant on forever about my hate for women, but ud only crack a sexest joke. I could thretin to puch u in the gut, but youd mock me for my hight and punny apearence. i could say a million things, to a million pepole, but in the end thats all id be. one of a million....a billion..trilllion... just a speck in the world. a dieing lihgt that no one sees. but... i think im happy like this. happy in my own little world ware i can walk barefoot in the puddles in the feilds by my house. this world ware the rain and road kill are mine. A world im reminded of everytime i see a feather or a rainbow. a place ware i can run off ike some child through feilds of clovers and grand blue ocens of sky. a world so real but so distant that i sometimes mistake it for a dream. a place ware i can be what ever i whant. ware i can see the sun rise 7minuts b4 everyone else. and behond the end of this crazy world is ware i will lay with whom ever is crazy anuf to wish to join me.