
I want to write..just let my thoughts and feelings eat at the page, soak in my soul. I'm so tired of not being recognized for my mind. A woman is more then a pair of breasts and a pretty face. A man is more then a few muscles and a cute smirk. We were blessed with a endless mind and knowledge. We all hate school but it's a privilege. We're all more then skin deep. It's sickening that we have to hide our flaws and run with trends. It's like we're scared to be an open book, cus we're not sure if society would like what they read. I try, but I can't help but close about around the boy I like, or a new crowd of people. People are so shallow nowadays. The cover apparently is better then the in depth pages on the inside. I overlook the bad in others for were all lairs and guilty on the inside. I'll never Judge. Everyone Deserves a chance. I hate the human race and what it's become. Everyone lives with the image of whats portrayed today. Stick thin, caked on make up, and a bad attitude. Everyone is a copy or a poser. Trying to be something they're not. I won't lie.. I do it too but I also believe no one is too good for someone and no one is too ugly for someone. There's always someone who thinks your Beautiful. I'm looking for that person honestly. Always fucking looking. As I stated in my last post. I'm honestly tired of hearing words with no actions. I'm not trying to sound cocky but I have quite a number of people who "love" me, and yet I'm still single and still unhappy. I don't want you to love me. I'd much rather hear I'm a great friend then you love me, something. I'm so tired of the world love when noone knows how really meaningful it is. I take that word so seriously because it's the best feeling in the world. It hurts people but it's amazing when it's real. Don't misuse it. Especially with me, because I mean it. My mind is so cluttered but I honestly can't put words in a sentence to make myself feel better. I'm running on a million thoughts and short hours.
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chills run down my spine
as our fingers entwine
and your sighs harmonize with mine.
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