LIFE IS A KILLER

LIFE IS A KILLER

i spend all my time wishing i was someone else, when i am lucky to be what i am not.

i come home and take off my makeup; wash away the person that i am not and grow into the person i know best.

making decisions with your heart is as stupid as trying to breathe through your kidneys.

weighting scales have always had a place in my life, never did I imagine the impact of a metaphorical pair of scales to my life; balancing friends, work, relationships, college, personal time. bathroom scales will stay untouched; its far easier sorting your affairs with a plate of chips.

tear stained poetry, broken promises, doubtful occurances, unworthy love.

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