Girl in the mirror

I’m looking at the girl in the mirror and I can see me. Selective memory throws glimpses of the person I was, the person I wanted to be. These blank eyes have answers to none of the questions that pop out. Though, I’m still wondering how I got there. It was never planned, I never [...]

As I sit here

As I sit here, my thoughts go to those endless days of thinking mindlessly. Sometimes, you just want to waste time thinking nothing. You need your space to be alone. You need your bubble of solitude.
As I sit here, I look at the clock ticking. I think how fast this life is passing - from [...]