Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Molded.

So, I wish I could just make a list of everything about me that people won't like, and just put it out there. Like, this next four years I feel like are going to try to mold me into someone or something I'm not. Don't get me wrong, I'm definitely not proud of who I am, but I'm proud of who I'm striving to be. But soon all that I "am" can be put to the test. I'm going to be (and already am) made fun of by a lot of my freshman class, I'm going to be labeled as things such as "jock" and that is SO SO far from what I think I am. Sure, I'm playing football, but that doesnt make me a "jock." That's not all that I think about; in fact, i only think about it occasionally...I have so many other things on my mind...Songs, feelings, relationships, conflicts, God, and just other random, deeper topics. No, I will not put on a Hollister polo and go drink and watch game film "with the guys." I'm perfectly fine to stay at home talking about the day with my close friends. See, there are so many things people are going to try to mold me into-"prep", "jock"...and there are certain ways I'm suppsoed to act- Not care about grades or school, only think about sports, worship Tech Nine, or bully the other kids. But, I won't. I'm here to say that no matter what you try to make me, I'll try my hardest to stay true to who I am--Brandon Reed Stroder...That's who I am, and that's who I'll always be.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Can't.

Sometimes I feel like I
just don't have what it takes to
be what I want.
I can't sing.
I can't write.
I can't draw.
I can't photograph.
I can't get people to like me.
I can't.
I can't.