I carve stories into my skinAnd show them to myself.In the hopes that one day,I'll be able to understand the moral.I weave fables from my hairAnd star..
Being trapped in a room with my own thoughts.Replaying the scene in my head, what I should have done, what I should have said.Not quite meeting the ey..
Lately I feel just like crying.Like sobbing until my throat collapses on itself.But I don't have the time.Or the patience.Or the energy.And thatJustFu..
How does one fail in a graceful way?Should she hunker down when trouble hits?Batten down her hatches?Or for what faults she can admit,Pledge not to hi..
Don't forget to look for meif i should fade from sight,and know i'm still here somewhereand that you'll be alright.Don't fret for me or worryno matter..