March 2012
Perfection
I am so confused. Everyone has their own ability to be their own level of perfection. I try my best to please everyone in my surroundings. I’m hurting, and it’s starting to show. My fake smiles, aren’t fake anymore, their not smiles at all. My perfection isn’t much, although I try. The smile I wear on my face everyday, the laughter I let flow from inside of me, and the...
Forever Ends
Behind my smile is a broken heart. Behind my laugh, I’m falling apart. I’m the anon who hides behind written art. I’m dazed, and confused. Lost and annoyed. Thinking I was finally pointed in the right direction, but when I close my eyes, there is more then one arrow pointing in every direction. With all the mixed signals, I get a head rush, a large thump continues-sly pounding in...
