The mask i polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit...

When everything is lonely

I can be my own best friend

I'll get a coffee and the paper,

have my own conversations

with the sidewalk and the pigeons

and my window reflection

The mask I polish in the evening

by the morning looks like shit

-Bright Eyes : Lua

You know,
I'm falling apart in the most unusual way

I dont even see it, but everyone else does.

I'm "detached" as Beautiful and Matt put it.

What does that mean? "Detached?"

I guess i'm fading away...

But i'm struggling.

I'm trying so very hard, but i'm struggling.

I want to be happy.

I tried so hard to be happy today.

I smiled, I chatted, I ran about,

I even made nice conversation with Randy.

And yet, somehow, it didnt happen.

I fought with my mother again,

I got chewed out by the squad at practice,

I've got stress to high hell that i'm a terrible caption.

And i just kinda feel like i am falling off the earth...