my eyes must be lyingbeacuse you couldnt beyou wouldn't benot to me anywayit must be a trickan illusion that happens you knowsometimesbut they have to..
one day this will all just be memories things we can easily forgettimes we will barely remembermoments in a scrapbookit will just be a step on the way..
i need you to trust meall your doubts can be saved for another dayi need you to belive meto know im being honestno matter how odd it seemsno matter ho..
i wasn't supposed to be an outcastthat's not how you are in my familyin my family you strive to fit inthere's nothing else to itand if i did end up an..
im content to watch themto sit on the edge of the playgroundjust observing the other childrentrying to map out their thoughtsthey may think differentl..
im afraid to sleepafraid to close my eyesfearful of the seacrets that might slip between my lipsim afraid to sleepafraid my subconcious will betray me..