|Current mood:|| exhausted|
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i look in the mirror
and i can't make out what i see.
there's this girl,
i don't know her
but she's definitely not me.
all i know is that this girl
is nothing like the woman i want to be.
Her face is straight and pressed
her eyes are dark
and her expression is stressed.
you can tell she finds herself constantly asking why?
and who am i?
I have a feeling she's tired of trying to please everyone
she' can't help it-whats done is done
-She thought she would know so much more than she knows now
i guess that's why all these critics keeping telling her she's
get to get off this fence somehow.