A crooked smile, tears of both joy and despair.
He played on from his pause, to eager to care.
He get his will from both pleasure and pain.
Tis not black tis not white, not two but the same.
Ineffable; his desire for an unchallenged grin
But to be one sided and real was too great of a sin.
So he cast himself of to a life of double thought.
To live life like a jester, to die and to rot.
i feel unhappy all the time. i now i shouldn’t.
i has a sigh. i feel inadequate. i feel mediocre.
but why is it my ego screams.. AWESOME.
I gotta stop chasing after you. It’s gonna kill me.
BLIMEY! IT’S SUMMER!
The feeling of being left out is the feeling of being on top.
Why am i always part of it?
HIIHII. Hello.
I wish i could be better for you so i dont have to compare.
Sometimes i think that you can live without me.
I hated. I hate you. I will hate you.
Why are you such a prick?
