So let me tell you about my week.
Monday I was a Prep.
Light blue jeans, natural makeup, pink t-shirt and white ReeBocks.
I hated it, and I still was the same me when I got home.
Tuesday I was a stoner.
Overlarge Bob Marley hoodie, black and green Weed t-shirt, and baggy pants.
The pain still remains.
Wedsday I was a Goth.
Black mini, black tank, black etnies. Typical black lipstick and rice-powder face.
I couln't hide behind that either.
Thursday I was a skater, and that was close to how I wanted to feel- The black and red DC's hugging my feet, the Zero hoodie and Hurley shirt with the Falcon red pants. Close...
Friday I was ME.
My black hair, chopped short to my shoulders with a pair of rusty sissors and died six different colors.
My black t-shirt, airbrushed with your name.
Tight dark blue jeans, hugging my frame to the tops of my Convers'.
I had dig in the back of my closet for the hoodie...
Black with white skulls and our symbol airbrushed in red... Still smelling like you.
Today I was myself, and the pain finally went away.
I still miss you.... Brother.
This was my week.