but stuff happens, mixed with being in school which seems to make me feel more creative. I might make this longer for a possible assignment.
One body,
Too many faces.
Which should I see?
Who do I believe?
Faces of lying happiness,
of sadness,
of warmth,
of love.
Which should I see?
Who do I believe?
Faces of true anger,
of hate
of frustration
of malice.
Now I see.
Now I believe.
