Oblivion
Do you know who is this person lies in her sweet and innocent smiles?
She loves to laugh, she's awkward, she very cheerful sometime gloomy. She dress like a girl, sometimes like a boy.
She hates pain to speak, but who is she really in her deeps?.
She loves to lie. Half is always true. She maybe can't trust. But why is it like that.
She enjoy stories. It's makes her more human.
All those happy ending, she wishes to experience.
But deep, deep down. She loves pain. It makes her excited. She can be an aggressive dominant. Or she can be faithful submissive. But does she know that?
Of course she does. But she can't let it out.
Hiding in fantasy she lives like a human. A normal human who loves what she saw in the surface. But deep down. She would smile when deaths face forward.
She would laugh at lain. Cry and plead with pain with a smile in her lips.
She would manipulate people in her sleeps.
Unconsciously enough she's showing half herself, in his good girl cover.
Aesthetics, authentic. How does she want to be describe?.
She might become a teacher, no.. she wants to be a psychology. The job fits her perfectly.
She's rotten, she's glooming, her heart is deceiving.
She cries in her sleep. Her mind never rest. She loves the fantasy, which she hates more than anything in her life.
Continually holding into hope. Her hope she hates the most. Pathetically she's suffering in her depths. Bit she love and enjoy this feeling.
Tell me. Who is this girl? What does this person want. She can't be at ease with herself for herself continually betray her heart.
Do you know who is this person lies in her sweet and innocent smiles?
She loves to laugh, she's awkward, she very cheerful sometime gloomy. She dress like a girl, sometimes like a boy.
She hates pain to speak, but who is she really in her deeps?.
She loves to lie. Half is always true. She maybe can't trust. But why is it like that?
It is because she can't even trust herself.
Poor girl. Suffering on her own. Which she enjoy the most. Killing herself slowly as her mind slowly, fading away, escaping the rotten end.