_Twirling, taunting,
Fluttering, flaunting,
Silver with optimism,
Wishing on a star._

Esther

Never knowing what you want. 
You mean one thing and say another. Longing for attention yet you won't bother. 
Bother with honesty, bombarded with hypocrisy. 
These are the things my eyes sees. The things my heart feels are real. Feels real to **** the pain inside. 
The truth is we both may not know what we want. 
Flaunting a fake persona to get what we want. 
The information layed out says one thing, and your words another.