This is me, deal with it.
Just Lie to Me(song):
Why don't you just look me in my eyes. Why do you do this, makking me wanna cry. Oh can't you just do me one thing....Look me in my face and ~just lie to me~, tell me you love me and tell me you care about me, but please look me in the eyes. ~just lie to me~I laugh but only because I can see it, you don't want to be here with me, and what I want is to die. Help me and you both, say what you know I want to hear, look me in my eyes ~just lie to me~ tell me the things that I want to here, and to make you feel anybetter, then just kill me so this can be over. You hold my hand, but you hate my touch, you kiss my lips but you think it's a sin. So forget the whole tell me the true, don't do what's a waste of time, ~just lie to me~ oh that's what I want from you ~just lie to me~ tell me the things that make me feel happy. Tell me you love me, and tell me you want just me. Kiss me on my lips and ~just lie to me~ ~just lie to me~ Yes that is what I want you to do, tell me you want me, tell me you love me when you hate me, be my love when you think it's a sin. Look at me and tell me you don't want me to die. Yes that is my wish, just look me in the eyes and ~just lie to me~ ~just lie to me~~just lie to me~.........
ABORTION KILLS AND IT WILL STOP ANOTHER LIFE FROM BEING TOUCHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!MONTH ONE: Mommy, I am only 4 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby. MONTH TWO: Mommy, Today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home, though. It is so nice and warm in here. MONTH THREE: You know what, Mommy? I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad, too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me. MONTH FOUR: Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it, too. MONTH FIVE: You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby, Mommy... your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion? MONTH SIX: I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me! MONTH SEVEN: Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus' arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me, Mommy? EVERY ABORTION IS JUST... One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. If you're against abortion, put this in your profile