The Art of Being Ignored
Faceless. Like time itself, endless. Walking away from trouble until again it finds me. Words evaporate in the air, talking is pointless. To be ignored… Read More »The Art of Being Ignored
Faceless. Like time itself, endless. Walking away from trouble until again it finds me. Words evaporate in the air, talking is pointless. To be ignored… Read More »The Art of Being Ignored
Today I feel like crying because life doesn’t get me because I don’t get life because my emotions are eating me alive. Today I want… Read More »Today I Want to Cry