(Source: wallflower-musings, via toomuchdesiderata)
Everytime some asks me what I want outta life, I ALWAYS say this.
a smile from her lips was her disguise
but beneath the happiness were lies
she don't want to let anybody know
that it's hard for her to take a 'no'
she's a very strong girl, they say
but they don't really know her in any way
inside of her a fragile thing lives
each day it cries for freedom and pleads
she's not afraid of the people around
she thinks no true friend can be found
but on the 1st of january year 2010,
by the name of tumblr she made a friend.
p.s. I made the poem so please don't take credit xx