enjoy my ever-changing existence through this wondrous world of words
wtw's resident quiet kid in the back
I can't decide if looking for everything's beauty is a form of lying to myself; if it so, that is incredibly sad that I must omit or lie about my reality to make it bearable. I am unsure what is real and how the way I feel influences the world I live. I'm confused. Feedback is welcome.
Written By: Flowing Ink
March 29, 2021