I need you now.

I have been neglectful to him. I always have excuses... 'homework, chores... you know...' but why should I neglect the guy who gave me life? Who thought me up, and who loved me when I hated him most? He knows how many hairs are on my head, and in the church goers minds... "I mean, who could be bothered to sit there and count them all? I love you but, I just can't be stuffed!"

I love him too. A lot. I just think sometimes I'm not good enough, or that I'll come back later. You know, putting it off... What I've known all along, but only just come to realise is I'm never going to be, good enough. I'm never going to have everything under control. That's life! It just bothers me because people tell me this all the time, and it just doesn't register.

I want to be able to be someone. Someone remarkable you know? Someone who makes a difference to the world. Someoe that will help save this generation. I know, I'm hoping for a miracle.

Lucky thing miracles happen =)