Perfect

At times you see the lives of others, it just seems so perfect. Like, everything just fell in place for them.

Then, you just can't help examining your ownself. where you stand.

Life's too short to be emo. Blah. kill me, i'm a hypocrite.

A forced smile. Is this what i try to put on everyday? frankly i don't know. blah. the innerworks of the mind. i wish i had more control over how i feel.

I don't know what i want. I don't know if anyone cares. I don't , I really don't.

Will you believe in me tonight? Am I the star beneath the stairs? Am I the ghost upon the stage? Am I your anything?