Clear and judgmental
I'm closing examined
From each harsh angle
Mirrored insanities
All ruthlessly mocked
The reflection in the sliding glass door
Is distorted when unlocked
Don't want this reality
Can't fight this scene
My behavior's on display
And the image's obscene
Rain down on me
Streak the glass
I've tinted the windows
To keep out the past
My words etched on surfaces
Once smooth and clean
Are now shattered memories
Never foreseen
Hello darling. I'm glad that you had a nice time yesterday. What did you do? You need to e-mail me back! Anyway, all female brains are patterned to think that the worst is coming and there always HAS to be some thing wrong. It can never "just be". I realized that. 'Cause Im a lot like you are. Anyway I hope you're doing good!
♥J