Ha! Private entries. I'm going to make y'all go crazy trying to figure out what I'm writing. There just letters to someone who doesn't read this, and will never know what they say. And niether will you. Its everything I want to say, but can't. Which is quite a lot actually. There is always so much I have to say, and I always say so little of it. Yeah, I talk..A lot. But not about anything important. Not what's going on up there...In my head I mean. Out of everyone that I have ever confided in, I only give them a small piece of what I am thinking. Really thinking. If you got them all together, you might be able to piece me together. But no single person knows me. Hell, I don't even know me. Everytime I think I have myself firgured out, something happens, and I'm thrown for a loop. I hate being a confusing person. Everyone else can fit into a group, but me. I'm not atletic, but I'm not lazy I'm not fat, but I'm not thin I'm not smart, but I'm not dumb I'm not ignored, but I'm not really payed attention. Its confusing being me. ~Kat You used to love me, you used to hug me But that wasn't the case Everything wasn't okay I was left to cry there, waiting outside there Burning with a lost stare That's when I decided Why should I care? 'Cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip, I'm losing my grip And I'm in this thing alone