so smat
did you ever write something “smart” for class, and then go back to read it, and go, “what the heck how did i do that?” just had that moment. too bad the paper i’m writing now will not elicit the same sort of response.
pathétique. passion.
She makes believe the world is kind
And she's immune to its lies
In a perfect world she can be free
But a perfect world will never be
And she assumed the perfect pose
To guarantee that no one would know
She hears bells inside her pretty head
To mask what she won't hear instead
Flowers fade away...
__ophelia jinnykim
