i think i'll change my ways;

[veildaffliction]

Everywhere you go; Perfection
Follows you the wrong direction

She who cried in blatant desperation-
Didn't know the right words to say.
Strip charade behind invisible pretense-
This wasn't the way it was meant to be.

I write for there is no other way
To say all the things I have to say
I'll bleed for pride; Deceptions child
&In his shoes, I'll walk a thousand miles

If you do not breathe through writing,
If you do not cry out in writing,
Or sing in writing, then don't write,
Because our culture has no use for it.
- Anais Nin