"Take these broken wings and learn to fly."
-Paul McCartney
I'm Ella, seventeen and alive.
I wouldn't say that's my full definition, but it's a start. I'm just a kid, and I make mistakes. No one's perfect right? Yet it is always known to me, toward me. Always reminded. Not to be selfish or anything.
Well here I am making this blog. I'll be totally blunt, I'm going to rant a lot. I may have readers, and I may have none. I may sound absolutely naive and I may be annoying. But here's the thing, everyone needs an outlet and here's mine.
I'm Ella, I'm a songwriter and a dreamer.
I would love to go somewhere with singing, and as seen in American Idol, that dream is aspired by many. My mom never put me on a conveyor belt to her dreams, but mine. She let me be, and two years ago she joined the angels in Heaven. Her free spirited outlook has lingered on; a personality like her's will easily live on forever. I will admit: I get angry. A teenage girl deserves her mom, right? But she is in a better place now, and that is no line. I really am happy for her. It's difficult to think about but I will stand strong in the end, even if it all goes wrong.
I'm Ella, and this is my blog :)
Friday, February 12, 2010
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