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Wednesday, 31 August 2011

Just a Little Girl...? Not on Your Life!

Ok. I changed my mind about my last entry. It's too mushy. This is how I really feel:


Just a Little Girl - Amy Studt
Sometimes I feel you're not listening
Sometimes I feel you don't understand
But I think I've got the answer
Already know what you're gonna say

'Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be

You say I'm just a little girl, just a little girl
How can I compare? What do I know?
What have I got to share?
But there's nothing in this world, nothing in this world
That could hold me down, can't you hear me?
Don't you understand
That I want to be myself, want to be the girl,
Want to be the one that you can rely on
How I wish that you could see all there is of me
How I long to hear that you take me 

For who I am...
'Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be

'Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be

Sometimes I feel you're not listening
Sometimes I feel you don't understand

'Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do
Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be

'Cause I'm just a little girl you see
But there's a hell of a lot more to me
Don't ever underestimate what I can do

Don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be!


Don't ever sit there judging me. Especially when you don't know/don't want to know/care about what I've been through. I don't want sympathy, I don't want pity and I certainly don't want to be judged based on what you 'think' you know of me. You don't.



3 comments:

  1. Shruti,

    Normally I really am quite pathetic at judging someone’s character.
    But, for some reason, understanding you comes so very easy to me.
    And I’m not familiar with this feeling. I don’t even know you really.
    But one far corner of my ever so dreamy mind, rejects that notion, and persists that I do know you.

    As much as I try to move away from your writings, I’m drawn to them ever so more.
    Drawn to the person writing them.
    And drawn to the hurt and pain inside their heart.

    I don’t know why I’m filled with this sense to help you, to give you support and empathy.
    With you, I feel such a connection, it puts me on edge. Like I know how you’re feeling, what you’re thinking.

    I’m just so confused. As always!


    Ps.
    Yes... Solitude does sometimes feel as though it’s the answer.

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  2. I hope all is well, just take a break of some sorts. Tried walking? Sometimes its those "me times" away from everyone but nature that helps me destress. Or listen to some relaxing music without lyrics, there are some real nice pieces out there to help in spacing out for abit and the fresh air you gain from it mentally helps. Take care

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  3. Thank you both for your comments :) I think you're absolutely right Spirit Soul, except for me it's dance or the gym! Lol

    And Vipul - that's such a lovely thing you've said :) very flattering for anyone to hear!

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