Life has been un-pretty and not kind. Still I put on my best fashioned smile and when the time comes I will gracefully bow out of this life, almost gladly, I leave very little behind.
I’ve just been going through the motions of life. I could care less about living or dying, I just am. I’m pleasant and easy to be around but not much phase’s me. That one dream of him would shake me to my core for the rest my existence.
In the fields of mars I felt his heart, lost my mind and gave that boy my soul. I wonder must I wait till death to walk next to him again?
It’s amazing how that first true love can follow you around nagging, taunting and mocking you when you finally face disappointment. He ruined me, why should I be the one still paying the price?
Sometimes life doesn’t always answer the questions you ask it…