I am so mad
And I know anger is other emotions wearing a mask
So here are they:
Sad
Hopeless
Depressed
Frustrated
Scared
And more that don't even have words
Mostly them

isn‘t it funny
how you turn your actions
into my fault

The intense urge
To tell you what you've done to me
And how terrible you are
Yet
I just bite my tongue

It means almost nothing to me when it is said someone loves my curly hair
It means almost nothing to me when people say they love my green eyes or anything else


The best compliment I have ever received is
"Liana, you're so weird, but in the very best way!"

The dread for tomorrow
Is almost
As bad as tomorrow itself