I thought a leg was this thingy!!! Not a drumstick!

Sometimes I look out my window while I'm in bed, and wish for stars to form. Where have they all gone? Why can't I see them in my town? I look at the people I love and wonder, they are healthy (well, most of them anyways) and wealthy enough to survive, so why aren't they happy? Why is it necessary to fight, just to feel like you have some worth? I have had some hardships, and looked over some fights. Unfortunately, I can't cry over big things, but only over small things. I can't cry much anymore. I've always had to hold them back. People look at me and wonder, why is she always so happy, so confident? I am so happy all the time because my friends and family need me to be happy. I need my happiness to reflect off of people so that they will be happy as well. I am this way because I am an actor. I have never really shown the full me, only part of me. I act like everything is okay, but in reality, everything is okay and I am just sad that others don't see what I see. I wake up early on weekends so that I could see the sunrise. I love seeing little things and see them so beautiful, even if they are ugly to others. Everyone and everything is beautiful. People say to me that my boyfriend is ugly, and a geek, but I happen to think he is so handsome. He's got gorgeous dark eyes that seem so mysterious and pulling you in, and he's got a big nose that I love to grab at, curly hair I love to ruffle, a goofy smile that makes me laugh, and soft hands that feel soft on my shoulder. Doesn't he seem handsome when I describe him? That's what I see. I don't see a geek, or a feakishly tall boy. Look at the flowers of weeds, and look closely, and don't tell me they are not in relaity very beautiful!!!