alltheyoungpunks
Now we all have skeletons in our closet, but of what proportions? Maybe you cheated on your significant other. But what about living an entirely different life, a life that no one can know about? A life in which you lie, steal, and kill. Now that would bring about some pretty weighty skeletons.
It really is a wonder how we can put so much faith into a singular person that doesn't even realize that our heart is in their hands. It's a wonder how we can trust them so much when we don't know how they'll act in the slightest. It really is a wonder how open to pain we are.
You told me just to smile. Just smile away everything that went wrong and look at everything with a fresh, positive attitude.
I tried, but I feel like I'm lying to myself, to you, to the world.
Just smile.
That's what you tell yourself. Just smile away all of the hurt and the pain and pretend like everything's all right again.
Just smile. Don't let them see behind your walls, the barrier that you've built up so well.
The train passed slowly through the countryside, few actually admiring the scenery. To some, that's the only reason why they took the train; to get away from the hectic city for awhile. It was just too perfect; the soft murmurs from the passengers, the creaking of the train, all of it.
The night embraced the city, a blanket of black covering the warm, welcome sights. The city lights continued to shine through, the population not scared of the dark. In fact, it was welcomed by most.