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by lunachan May 15, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
So i sighed. and tried to rearrange my face with my paintbrush. i felt the pressure of a million preferences on my hand as i moved that paintbrush over my blank face again and it was hard. because i only had so many colors. I'm not allowed to have more than a certain number. there's only so many times i can combine these colors. and i wondered as i re-painted "why am i not happy with this? why do i need to change my reflection?" they all have beautiful faces. beautiful reflections. why must i hide mine? its because I'm different........? maybe if i had a choice I'd leave it be. because honestly, its not all that bad (when it's pure) i actually kind of like it. and.....if i can accept it, why cant they? why cant you?
by eternal rest
oh wow... you are just full of wonderful ideas. i love the whole thing!