brilliance.
sometimes i wish people could see the world through my eyes.see the beauty in things that noone else can find beauty in. see how most things arent as bad as they may seem. so you can see the brilliance in poems on bus walls and cracks in the sidewalk. telling what people are really thinking just by looking at thier facial expression because they say one thing but think another.feel how much your touch means to me. how much you words touch me. how maybe a ciggerate can make you feel better but not me. sometimes i dont want to talk to you about it but someone i have known longer because maybe just maybe they might understand alittle better.feeling how nervouse i get around people the so called butterflies in my stomach. which really arent butterflies but a thousand geese flying south for the winter. understanding how much critisism really does hurt.