eyevie

My minds a bomb, ticking away. Self-destruction was the only self-defense. It's funny how loud you'll scream before people can even hear you, it's funny how we speak in more then words. Actions, creation, it's all making the picture. Yet, it's as if no one can see the canvas. There's no love or hate, just preferance. People get so old, it's a big wonder where their youth faded to. But, they'll age even faster if you have to look at their face too long. Sleep is for the weak, waking is for the ill. You'll find a million other people like me, I'm really not that interesting. I'm probably always going to have shitty self-esteem. And I'll probably always be whiney. But guess what? FUCKYOU. .