And so i'll add to my "scraps" and "jumbled thoughts" posst with this. I'll try to imitate how it's written on the paper.
when will it ever feel real?
Is it just then our thoughts?
A figment of imagination.
She cringed in darkness
where light was thin
and pain, hurt was felt
How can anyone understand. How can one grasp
(The following phrase was written upside down. I became frustrated with all the words and dashes so i flipped it over)
It isn't how others say it is.
(Back of Page)
They all play their roles. They dance to the choreography and say the right lines.
)A petal doodle)
and then i was interrupted. haha good too because i made no sense.
Share any of your random writings below :)