Sad thoughts for the saddest people

fall down, lose the memorys

I love you

but inside, I hate you.

I have a desire, so be with you.

You're the tool,

I use to paint,

my imperfect painting.

It resembles all my pain I kept inside

and when I realise it

I hope not to fall to pieces

and not come crashing down

because my heart is perfect porcelain