by valexposed

(9 June 2012, 8:48 am)

You know those days where you just want to scream till tears roll down your cheeks? Those days where you wish you could paint your trampled skin upon a canvas and overlap all imperfections? Those days where you just want to stay at home, and not say a word? Forcing my fat cheeks to draw a smile that is buried behind my eyes of inadequacy. A flame that dances and soon loses strength to go on-  it dies within a single breath. Yesterday is once again forgotten, and tomorrow brings along a repetition of piercing eyes. Will nothing change?