:: Tell Me Something Nice... Like Flowers and Blue Skies :: 

:: Maybe I've done enough
And your golden child grew up
Maybe this trophy isn't real love
And with or without it I'm good enough
Maybe I've done enough

Finally catching up
For the first time I see an image of my brokenness
Utterly worthy of love
Maybe I've done enough
And I finally see myself
Through the eyes of no one else
It's so exhausting on this silver screen
Where I play the role of anyone but me

And I finally see myself
Unabridged and overwhelmed
A mess of a story I'm ashamed to tell
But I'm slowly learning how to break this spell :: 



< Indigo/Indie/Ella
She/They/Nerd Doesn't matter to me 
Don't call me Princess (thanks) :) 
Pansexual > 

Interests: Karate, Soccer, Poetry, Motorbikes,  etc. 

Wax on, Wax off
Do or do not, there is no try... 
🌻 Stay Gold and Do it for Johnny! 🌻

The Rest is Silence...