I have noticed and often wondered about what exactly the social butterfly is, that person that runs around talking to everyone,puting on a mask at every table they visit….they are the cameleon ever changing to fit what ever social setting they can try and squeez into….i personally find it sad when a person will talk… Continue reading Social Butterfly
Tag: many faces
A Kind Killer
I sometimes feel as if I have no true identity That I really don’t know who is me But I know that Im confused, sad, angry and scared And I know for all that I hate, that I still do care
twelve noon
rains drops fall on my tear stained face washing every bit of shame away i look up into the sky an relaize im about to die
old friends never remember
i walk around my high school and i see so many faces from my past. i was so different back then, more happy, more popular i guess. i had so many friends back then, and we’re all grown up, only i grew up quicker, and i became darker, while they stayed the same. they’re still… Continue reading old friends never remember
tears+pain=rain
The years that passed my by Does not help me to understand So fucking tired and still asking why… So many tears… So much pain… So many fears… To much rain… Its cold, it so frizzing Cant you feel that ? Don’t hold, stop willing, Cant you take that ? Take it away from me…… Continue reading tears+pain=rain
to much to many
The years that passed me by Does not help me to understand So fucking tired and steal asking why?