I Wonder I wonder what it is like to be someone else, In there shoes, Wearing their belt. I wonder what it is like to see through different eyes, A whole new world? You could be surprised. I wonder what it's like to dream other dreams, Magical, enchanting, But you don't know what they mean? I wonder what it's like to actually believe in yourself, Confidence and satisfaction, But you can't find the key to the lock.

The Countdown The countdown began many weeks ago, Until I shatter to the ground, But how long the countdown was I didn't know. I kept myself together, Giving everyone the fake smile, I knew it would be soon- only a little while. Every single night I would cry myself to sleep, Thinking what would happen in the future, But then my alarm clock would beep. I then get to school like everything is alright, Smiling not crying was the challenge, Breaking in front of everyone is my fright. But last night when I got home the countdown did stop, I lay on my bed, and let every tear drop. How longer can I do this? I keep thinking everyday, I'm going to do this- be happy, But all the memories still stay.

I Dreamt I dreamt of meeting my other half, Someone who will love me for who I am, Someone who will care and laugh. I dreamt of meeting in an ordinary place, But to me somewhere special, As a smile forms on my face. I dreamt of settling down and being together, Never arguing long, A love so strong that it will last forever. I dreamt of having what all the girls want, Kisses in the rain, Love letters in your font, I dreamt of having my dream come true, It might someday, But I don't have a clue.

The Beginning For Me Liliana is what I go by I am not real, I am a fictional character. But this opuss account is where I will share my stories... My made up, imaginary, realistic #life. I see the wonderful world different to how everybody else sees it through their blinded eyes. When they see something that's all they see... I feel... Everything. Vibrant colours burst at me as I set my sapphire eyes on them I feel everything that object is feeling, satisfaction, happiness also pain. I am what you would call a normal teenage girl, but in my mind there is no example or definition to the surprisingly common word and wish as normal. I have friends, enemies and secrets. It's all going to be shared. My heart emptied my soul out for all to see. But please opussians break it, it's delicate I don't think it could withstand mich more, it won't take much to shatter it. Goodbye for now, Liliana