The voices bounce and boom from person to person allowing the dark silence to be filled with a dirty spitting of opinions and thoughts. Forgetful lies rush out of people's lips and pour into a black pond of discomfort and rudeness. I sit at the edge of this pond awaiting a drop of truth to clean a resivoir of shame. A pair of headphones lay across my head attempting to block out the fake words and expressions with heavenly screams and shouts of anger and pain. My head begins to hurt more the higher I turn the volume. The louder the conforming screams blow through my eardrums reaching my brain as I calculate the emotion they feel as they dash these words at me. Looking around is the hardest thing to do, understanding why they argue, understand why your part of the problem when you did nothing go begin with. So to rid myself of this pain I plaster a smile onto my blank face and allow others to be happy with the image they see in front of me. This works for most but not for few. Some see when I break and they are who i trust. Not many. But you don't need many to end something.
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My Thoughts
Ngẫu nhiênI write about what i think about, alot i wont publish some Will show up and disappear some never will
