"Unfortunately, in reality, it doesn't really matter how you feel on the inside; it's what you project outwardly that has meaning. No one can look inside you. They cannot see or hear what you do not divulge. You are entirely in control of the way people perceive you.

Speaking and giving off of yourself is the most powerful mechanism you have in your hands. You can get the things you want and control your life simply by adjusting what's on the edifice.

You can be a ****** up wreck on the inside, but as long as you do not let this out, as long as it is not perceivable in your character, no one can know.  

In fact, to the contrary, you can, despite these feelings, build an image of confidence and power. This is what others come to know, and this becomes the shared reality."

Do you dare to bare your soul in front of me
Don't be scared
I'll be gentle
I won't rush
I won't be aggresive
I'll merely keep peeling layer after layer till i reach the innermost core of your heart
I'll break down every single wall you've built around yourself
I want to explore the depths of your soul
I want to strip you off your sense of morals
And expose the real you
The wild you
The unrestrained you
The vulnerable you
The fearless you
The fierce you
The seductive you
The temptress you
The unseen you
The wonderful you
The horrific you
The you who is much more than what meets the eye
The you who has so much more to offer

So i ask you again-"are you ready to take that leap of faith with me?"
I can't promise you a smooth ride
But i will promise you a safe conclusion

i am crawling back under the covers
shivering from this injection of reality
the light feels as cold as the air
just close your eyes
make yourself forget
my bones are rubbing against each other
i am sure that something is breaking

Consumed by sad thoughts
and fake smiles.
-consumed // draft // a.s.

I feel like there's a coil of wire
Winding around my waist
Clenching, clenching, clawing
At the skin.

I don't know how much longer
I can take of this. I am so
Scared, I don't know
What to do.

And we all like to compare the past with the here and now,
but there are only certain memories that we will allow.
Like how “remarkable” our childhoods used to be,
compared to adulthood now where “everything has turned to debris”.
As in a state of reminiscence we remember things in the most positive light
and in the greatest form so our memories of the past shine bright.
But we forget that nostalgia is a deceiver to you and me,
because nothing was ever as good as we like to remember them to be.