Flying with wings of glass
Im sitting here in my little corner of exsistence and just stairing up at the sky. At peace but yet at war with myself. But not willing to give it up for the world. Life is just one hell of a complicated dance and I keep feeling like im missing steps and stepping on other peoples toes. I try to apolijise for the crushed toes but yet all I get is dirty looks and harsh words. I try to do the right thing and feel as though i would be better off doing to wrong thing and pissing people off on purpose so that altest then I can feel some satisfaction for there anger. But No I try to do the right thing, even go out of the way for it and do things I would not normally do. Yah really makes it feel like it's worth the effort.