August 2010
Stepping into reality
It was whole, once upon a time.
Those days of Kings and Queens,
and dragons we would bind.
Blinded by the imaginary
not living in reality.
Living off the words that were spoken
delicately said as if not to be broken.
But the supply was cut off, by accident she first thought,
and into the lies she had now bought.
At first it was numb, no feeling, just full of stricken awe.
Cracks then...
and so I begin
School starts tomorrow, yay, senior year. It is a bitter sweet feeling in that I will finally be able to get out of here, but also bitter in a sense that I will have to leave the things behind that I have become quite found of such as people and places I have discovered. The stupid cliche of you never know what you have till its gone proves itself to be true even though it sounds like a line you...
“can I have a curly mustache please?”
– Me 