Words are meaningless My teeth will crack from the grit These sentences are just a puzzle I can’t seem to fix
Spoken like a true fake My smiles will ache, my skin will quiver If I keep this up any longer than Necessary
My tongue will begin, and never quite deliver My mind will unravel, before it comes together Never quite peaking, never quite reaching Intent I’m an unintentional social disaster
12:42am, June 13th 2013
People have such expectations / preconceptions when talking with you. I hate trying to meet them.