feckin hell

look,
lemme get this straight to you.
i may not be your beloved nor may i be the
one that is depended on, for all your happy eternities
in ur disciplined and clean lives.
but i beg this favor to stop scrutinizing each fiber
of my being. i may have done more mistakes than you.
im not your pious fuck nor am i a selfish ignorant piece of shit
you've always believed that i am all that is wrong.
and all that is not right.
what about you stand back and look at those good things that i have done
and finally believe that i am not some fucked up person.
i am dejected beyond words
and all the shit you say just does not make me feel truckloads better
[however you happy people call it.]

feelings

i am no one

am against the sun.

life is just too much,

to be in love and such.

why'd pick a flower,

when it'll fade after the hour.

when its all gone,

you're then left all alone.

-tiara

Wide .

nowadays i have been feeling nothing but restlessness, why so?
this is because i feel dejected and upset about what my mind is doing to me.
this is not good because i tend to sidetrack and be lost again.
i need to draw.

what is Jane to become,?
when what she does is nought but fun.
what does Jane do then
when her life has no plan.
-tiara

currently listening to: hush hush (p.c.d.)