Social media.

Inspired by a comment I heard at school.

I'm tired, I honestly am
Exhasuted and burnt out
Of keeping track of mindless, mindless chatter
Of tweets and posts and likes and followers

I doesn't make you better or worse
Having more friends on FaceBook than the other
More companions at face value, that's true
Think, how many of them would you like talking to?

I find it like air, these passing trends are
No one's going to remember six days later
That snarky comment you tweeted out
Or the pretty dress you reblogged.

Keep going for yourself, I don't mind.
Post that picture, reblog that post
But don't hide what you really love for your "audience"
As much as you may think, you don't live for likes/

I re-read this and it's just a mash of various emotions and blah, but I'm going to keep it for posterity's sake.

What did the green grape say to the purple grape?
BREATHE YOU IDIOT, BREATHE!

See you whenever.

Face Paint

You think that your face paint
Makes you shine out from the rest
But everyone else
Has it painted on too

You think it makes you glow
But it just hides what you are
Want to stand out from the crowd?

Be who you are
Strip of that face paint
And with it that personality
That one that hides the true you and
Makes you shine

Strip of that fake laughter
And with it your fake everything
Because nothing makes you stand  out more
Than just plain old you...

P.s: Sung to a mix of Oblivion by Bastille and Beautiful Surprise by India Arie. Both amazing songs

P.p.s: Couldn't stop self trolling this but: what if my true personality was of a serial killer?

See you whenever