I look at the old naive photos. Study them intently. And I realize something profound. I know all of the things that you were are the things that you always will be. Your hair is frozen in the frizzy locks that you didn't care to change. Y…

If you've taken half of me, know that you've taken all of me. For I cannot give you anymore than what I am. Though I don't have much, I can search for the rest... But I'm not quite sure that I had anything in me to begin with. I want to ch…

People are aware of the things that show up clear in their eyes. But not everyone is that same way. I poured my heart out to you, thinking that this would make you aware. Aware that I'm worthy of affection, attention, or at the least, ackn…

Never have I trusted an initial feeling. I never know what I love until I've hated it. I'll never value it until I can no longer have it. Never has anything been instantly clear. Many times, I start out hating things because I don't exactl…

Having to act like everything's normal proves to be difficult. Especially when it seems that I'm the only one who thinks anything is wrong. It seems sad that people would even have to consider resorting to such petty acts. Avoiding one's e…

I'll hand you a bucket full of lies and you would think it was one drop of truth because you didn't look closely enough. I'm sure that you feel better- but at the same time, I wonder if it really mattered. I'm sure there's a way that I can…

I wish that I could be in someone else's shoes for once. Society calls us the most grotesque things, and then expects us to see ourselves as perfect. I wish that I could be the one person that you thought was perfect. That one girl that yo…

I wish there was book to tell you how to feel. How to comletely fit in. To be whatever someone wants. To understand something without getting hurt by it. To let someone understand you. How to let people in without getting too close and hav…

Words seem to mean less to the people who you want them to mean the most to. I can tell you all of the constant pain that I feel. Or the fact that I have no idea what to do about any of it. And if it's truly all or nothing, I can't say any…

As her icy heart defrosts, you see it ice back up. Like a hand recoiling to your touch. Things are so much easier when there are no walls. To melt the ice that dwells within, that was the goal. But the cold icicles are dug in too deep like…

Don't ask a question unless you are fully prepared for the answer. You asked me what I was fed up with ? I'm fed up with being un-noticed. I'm fed up with being undermined because I am not someone else. I'm fed up with the hollow feeling i…