What a shame it is to watch
The only part left of me get squashed
By someone who once was
The one who turned my wounds into scars.

Close your eyes.
Where do you want to be?
Wake up.
You're halfway there..

I correct my own grammar.
Never anyone else’s.
Not out loud, anyway.

Out there, in the middle of nowhere,
I woke up and noticed I found a home.

“On a block of ice? Or a piece of stone?
Either way, I think this would suffice.”

Away from everyone. Away from myself.
Right there. Out there.

In the middle of nowhere.

i still miss you. i never stopped missing you. but i'll be okay.

most people see me as
a happy person because
i laugh easily,
i smile a lot,
i joke a lot.

but deep down
in my heart,
i am fragile,
i can get hurt easily,
but i choose to not
show it to the world.

instead of being sad,
i choose to laugh to cover it.
maybe you can call me
"the queen of the mask"

by this,
you can tell
that most of the time
when I'm laughing,
I'm not really laughing,
i was trying so hard to hide
my sadness.