with scars but more spirit despite....

easier to talk to a stranger than the one on the mirror, in your near, never completely clear.

pleasures found in a lot more than people look close enough to learn. so listen...

simplicity... a little too basic for some, but the utmost essential to i. things put a little more; vivid, untainted,pure and virgin without all the add-ons, make -up and clusterphobia.sink your eye into the abstract, see things beyond what they seem, break the stereotype and face-value perceptions, draw from the ear of the skeptic!she, maybe a little more negative than necessary but she is learned in the school of experience....in turn;

not as heavily shocked by the dissapointments of the world and though the heart will always speak a mind and a language of its own not as deadly stung by the effects of its demise. from the outside they easily preach keep your head up.but how?with all the: whys and hows that burden this head, feeding with every single second its imminent implode?

ja? aimed for simplicity, but every dawn shadows another shade of complicated, every smile is worn as though loaned from another because of the consistent reminder of a happiness known not to forever last...then they tell me to search for it within, i call that a little naive, idealist!i call for contentment, she rings a reason more solid for she speaks as peace with the way life stands..happiness with or without!at best keeps self at level with continued stride despite the load that stunts free movement and agility.