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Monday, March 5, 2012
Why Should I Care?
On the outside you see a out going person, but on the inside is a broken hearted, always living in the past, can't move on from the hurt and pain she's been through, little girl.
On the inside my heart is broken into a million pieces and it need surgery fast. I'm dying of pain in my heart because I feel like no one loves me anymore, no one cares me anymore...... do I even come to you thoughts? I guess its just God and I vs. the world, but that's fine with me.
You don't have to love me, because I never did love you. You don't have to care, because I didn't give two cents about you. I really don't care if I come to your thoughts at all anymore, because you never came across mine either. I never loved you and I never cared because you are self-fish, low-life, and self centered. I could really give two cents about you and your feelings, because I mean you never did for me. You give me a good reason to care about you....why should I? You answer that question for me.
On the inside my heart is broken into a million pieces and it need surgery fast. I'm dying of pain in my heart because I feel like no one loves me anymore, no one cares me anymore...... do I even come to you thoughts? I guess its just God and I vs. the world, but that's fine with me.
You don't have to love me, because I never did love you. You don't have to care, because I didn't give two cents about you. I really don't care if I come to your thoughts at all anymore, because you never came across mine either. I never loved you and I never cared because you are self-fish, low-life, and self centered. I could really give two cents about you and your feelings, because I mean you never did for me. You give me a good reason to care about you....why should I? You answer that question for me.
Monday, February 27, 2012
My Writing
My three best post, that I think is on point, are Your Light, Relationship Problems, and Childhood Memory. I believe that my best creativity came out of my poem/song Your Light because I think its funny how it came to me when I wrote it. The night before all the post where supposed to be published I was singing a song that was stuck in my head for a couple of days, and before I fell asleep it hit me. All the words just came to me, and I'm glad it did because the poem/song that I was going to do I thought it expressed to much of my feelings and I thought it was to long, so I really didn't want to do it.
I think the most growth in my writing is when I wrote Childhood Memory. I really thought people wouldn't really care about my life and how I met my dad but they really did. Probably because people thought my dad was going to rape me which is funny to me, because my dad is too crazy and silly to do that to me.
When I wrote Relationship Problems I did it for some people because their relationship was kind of in a crisis. I feel like I helped someone with something in their relationship. I love to help people with their problems, if any of my friends have anything to say they always come to me and tell me because they trust me. To have someone to trust me makes me feel special because I can help someone with something.
I think the most growth in my writing is when I wrote Childhood Memory. I really thought people wouldn't really care about my life and how I met my dad but they really did. Probably because people thought my dad was going to rape me which is funny to me, because my dad is too crazy and silly to do that to me.
When I wrote Relationship Problems I did it for some people because their relationship was kind of in a crisis. I feel like I helped someone with something in their relationship. I love to help people with their problems, if any of my friends have anything to say they always come to me and tell me because they trust me. To have someone to trust me makes me feel special because I can help someone with something.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Your Light
You wanna be popular
Sooooo Freaking bad
Have all the friend that you never had
You wanna be tha star of
Tha football team
Basketball
Cheerleading
Drama Queen
But if you open up your eyes
You'll see your life is just fine(yeah)
Don't change your yourself
Cause your unique
In your own way
Just let them haters hate
When you shine your light one day
Oh oh oh oh
When you shine your light one day
Oh oh oh oh
Sooooo Freaking bad
Have all the friend that you never had
You wanna be tha star of
Tha football team
Basketball
Cheerleading
Drama Queen
But if you open up your eyes
You'll see your life is just fine(yeah)
Don't change your yourself
Cause your unique
In your own way
Just let them haters hate
When you shine your light one day
Oh oh oh oh
When you shine your light one day
Oh oh oh oh
Thursday, February 2, 2012
The Pain You Caused
The Pain You Caused
By: Asia L. Livingston
Yesterday was the past,
Today is the future
Why cant you just drop the past
Relationships just won’t last
Don’t know why I give my trust.
Give my love.
Give everything.
Why do I keep trying to,
Work everything out with you
You always acting like a fool
I’m tired of trying to tell the truth
Don’t know why I keep up with you
Why do I,
Keep making the same mistakes as before,
Knowing that I can’t trust you no more
I’m getting sick and tired of your lies
Closing my eye’s before I start to cry
You are the one to cause all this pain
My heart is suffering, you’re the one to blame
Wanting to leave, but can’t walk out the door
I can’t go on like this anymore. . .
This song/ poem is referring to the story i wrote about how i met my dad, because if you read very closely in the beginning i said, “My life started was like a blessing from God, but then turned into a living nightmare,” well this is the living nightmare of my life.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Childhood Memory
The way I see my life is....it all started off a blessing from God but then turned into a living nightmare. In the year 2006 a month before my birthday my grandfather died. When he left this world, even though i was only 9, I felt so alone and depress like i had nothing to live for. My grandpa was the only person that treated me different from everybody else, for once in my i felt special like some one actually cared for me.
It was the year 2009, three years after my grandpa past, and it was a couple days before my 12 birthday. My mom woke me up one morning and told me that we were going to Concord, like i knew were that was. So we where in Concord and we pulled at some apartments that everybody know called "The Bottom." Then my mom told me to get out the car and knock on apartment door number seven. Then she said that if a man answer the door ask if Clayton Livingston lives there and if he say this is him that's your farther. In my mind I was like my dad......my dad just went to jail a year ago how can this stranger be my daddy?
I got out the car and went up to the door. I kind of stood there for a minute because I was nervous out of my mind. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door hoping no one will answer, but all of a sudden I heard someone ask who it was and the door unlock. Scared for my life I say really shy and soft,"its Asia", and then the door opened. When the door opened i saw a buff not as tall mean looking man standing there, so i did what my mom told me to do and ask him if he was Clayton. The strange man answered and said yes.
I looked back at my mom and she pulled up and said hi, you know being polite, but then she looks at me and said, "Ill come pick u up in a little I'm just gonna run somewhere real quick o.k?," In my head i was thinking, "Mom come back why are you leaving me with this strange man! I thought you loved me? Remember stranger danger!", but i looked at her and said o.k. So I just followed the man,or my dad i should say, to where ever he was taking me. We went past a couple of rooms in the house and he was telling me who stayed in them. As he was telling me i found out that i had another big brother named Coby two little brothers named Avontia and Savon another big brother named Montray and i have two big sisters named Cynethia and Tequia.
We went back into the last room of the house witch happens to be his room and he went in it. I didn't know if i should go in or go back in the living room, so being me not knowing what to do I just stood at the door. But then he ask me why I was standing at the door and why i didn't come in the room and sit down. I came in the room being very cautious and sat on the edge of the bed. "Closer," my dad said, so i sat on the bed still being very close to the edge until i felt his hands go around me and pull me closer 2 him.
My dad started to ask questions about me and my life and I had gotten mad because he should of been in my life and he would have known this stuff, but I didn't want to be mean. In my head I was mad and i said, " I don't even know this man and he want me to call him daddy....no that's not about to happen!" But then I was starting to get sleepy and tired of answering questions and he was probably tired of asking them because he looked sleepy too. So we were looking at Iron Man on boot leg then we both drifted off to sleep together. And that's was the best day for me because i met my real father, even though my mom kept it a secret from me its nice to know where i got my last name from and know that I can add on to my family.
~Asia L. Livingston
It was the year 2009, three years after my grandpa past, and it was a couple days before my 12 birthday. My mom woke me up one morning and told me that we were going to Concord, like i knew were that was. So we where in Concord and we pulled at some apartments that everybody know called "The Bottom." Then my mom told me to get out the car and knock on apartment door number seven. Then she said that if a man answer the door ask if Clayton Livingston lives there and if he say this is him that's your farther. In my mind I was like my dad......my dad just went to jail a year ago how can this stranger be my daddy?
I got out the car and went up to the door. I kind of stood there for a minute because I was nervous out of my mind. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door hoping no one will answer, but all of a sudden I heard someone ask who it was and the door unlock. Scared for my life I say really shy and soft,"its Asia", and then the door opened. When the door opened i saw a buff not as tall mean looking man standing there, so i did what my mom told me to do and ask him if he was Clayton. The strange man answered and said yes.
I looked back at my mom and she pulled up and said hi, you know being polite, but then she looks at me and said, "Ill come pick u up in a little I'm just gonna run somewhere real quick o.k?," In my head i was thinking, "Mom come back why are you leaving me with this strange man! I thought you loved me? Remember stranger danger!", but i looked at her and said o.k. So I just followed the man,or my dad i should say, to where ever he was taking me. We went past a couple of rooms in the house and he was telling me who stayed in them. As he was telling me i found out that i had another big brother named Coby two little brothers named Avontia and Savon another big brother named Montray and i have two big sisters named Cynethia and Tequia.
We went back into the last room of the house witch happens to be his room and he went in it. I didn't know if i should go in or go back in the living room, so being me not knowing what to do I just stood at the door. But then he ask me why I was standing at the door and why i didn't come in the room and sit down. I came in the room being very cautious and sat on the edge of the bed. "Closer," my dad said, so i sat on the bed still being very close to the edge until i felt his hands go around me and pull me closer 2 him.
My dad started to ask questions about me and my life and I had gotten mad because he should of been in my life and he would have known this stuff, but I didn't want to be mean. In my head I was mad and i said, " I don't even know this man and he want me to call him daddy....no that's not about to happen!" But then I was starting to get sleepy and tired of answering questions and he was probably tired of asking them because he looked sleepy too. So we were looking at Iron Man on boot leg then we both drifted off to sleep together. And that's was the best day for me because i met my real father, even though my mom kept it a secret from me its nice to know where i got my last name from and know that I can add on to my family.
~Asia L. Livingston
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