I would love praise and criticism, Please and thank you. I am a small town theatre nerd that makes a habit of blending in with ones surroundings. I try to be a happy person and usually succeed but I write really upset poems. It helps me feel better.

Sometimes being human is the most complicated and confusing thing ever. All these emotions flying around ones head. A heart that can be so full of love and yet feel so empty. And a soul that burns for the right person to complete it. Why do you do this to me? Just shut up innards!