I blink back the pain and the images and close my eyes for a moment, blocking out the reminder of a scream. Titling my head to the side a bit, I take a deep breath and compose myself.
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
You'd be astonished at the intimate stories, hidden struggles, and heartfelt dreams that people are willing to reveal if only they find someone who'll truly listen. — Arcticus