I nod, "Yeah..." another guy sits beside me, leaning close, and I grow a snakes fangs, hissing at him. He jumps out of his seat, moving one over. I make them dissapear and put my head in my arms again.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile and watch what she does, finding it fascinating. After a minute or two, I look away and down at the table. No one would mess with me with her around...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I glance around and bite my lip, wishing they would just serve breakfast already. I hate this part of the day. I actually have to sit with other people.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I flash a smile at her chuckle before looking away and wiping the expression away, glaring at anyone who sends me looks because of it. The kitchen staff brings out the food and sets it before all who sit at the table, leaving us to eat afterwards.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I eat fast, not wanting to be here any longer than I have to, but hate the taste of it all. It's bad that when I think of food, I picture prey, isn't it?
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root
and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky
of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can home
or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart
(i carry it in my heart) — e.e. cummings