I do terrible with silence can’t stand it makes me want to scream
What’s Real Are You Real
I go to places others won’t
I am a chamelon lived experienced so much
What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...
Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines
She looked at him with dark secrets her eyes danced like tiger lilies the shame hidden
You want to see me I know you do better do something
Not sure why it is the way it is at the moment The first time I saw him he wears a red bandanna
Today my day to do anything I wanted
She stood motionless Captured and cursed To be the devils mistress Screaming to be free Oh, but you may never be
I need to sleep I need your bed My bed? Hurts my back Wrenching pain?
She always hid behind her hair it was her safety until one day someone made her smile she smiled so hard
Sometimes... I realize I want to share more
How many are not worthy of the beauty disposable beings some lifeless soul drives by me