December 2009
9 posts
what i think about you;
all of you. you’re shallow. shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallowshallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow shallow...
to be in the industry they say you need to be gorgeous. you need to be thin. you need to be perfect. those people aren’t real. they don’t really exist. maybe after all of the makeup and film editing, they appear. but before the glamour, they are just human. i say, it’s all so stereotypical. oh so cliche`. break down the walls to all that you know, and take a step into the real...
now your sense of touch, is also a sense of direction. it is all you have. all you have ever had. you haven’t broken me, not just yet.
oh how i love that sparkle in your eyes,
the way your soul just shines.
abstract mind and a cruel cold heart. that absent minded smile is what waves me goodbye as i pull away. and for the first time, i am facing the world.
the same word eats away at the back of my mind, calling me. maybe. maybe you love me. maybe, i’m crazy.
maybe, you are too.
sometimes, I swear, you were meant to make me smile.