At the end of the day

April 14th 2011

At the end of the day I know the people who truly matter to me. Who I truly care for. Who I truly love. I know who will be there for me even when it seems like no one is there for me... I know that they care for me too. I truly appreciate that. Sometimes I feel like this is the way it's suppose to be. I am free. Free to be who I am. The people who truly love me for all I am accept that and love me no matter what I am.

At the end of the day I think that I sleep better thinking that those people are there for me. I can fall asleep thinking about them, knowing they are in their beds too safe and warm. If they're not? Well I pray for their safety and comfort.

At the end of the day I leave my regrets behind. What's done is done. There's nothing you can erase. What I can do is look towards a bright future. Begin a fresh renewed start at this precious life that I was given.

At the end of the day I know I am beautiful, because of the people that love me for who I am without all the superficial things. I am most comfortable at my most natural, I feel beautiful when I am my most natural.

At the end of the day I could care less what people say that may be hurtful because I know I've already punched them in the face... (in my mind... okay sometimes forreal... lol)

At the end of the day I get to talk to that special person that means more to me than a lot of things. The only person that will be able to talk me to sleep.

At the end of the day I think about when it will the end, what the future will be like, sometimes I wish I were dead but no big deal. Death is but a slumber.

Think that's it. Ran out of things to say in the middle of it. Maybe you could caught that... lol.

Au Revoir.

-Claire.

Title: At the end of the day