Donnerstag, 3. März 2011

And I feel like I'm breaking the rules...

Everything I do is wrong. Every thought I think is wrong. Every smile I do is wrong. And every love I say is wrong. I can fake it. I can fake it. And you don't know who I really am. Because you don't look into my eyes. You don't know what I like. You don't know what I think. You don't know how I am. You don't are really interested in this. You don't know you are. It's not you. It's a person from another planet. And you just talk or don't talk with me like I'm rubbish, not for you, for me. You want that I feel like rubbish which is throwing down on the ground. And you don't think about my feelings. So I do everything wrong. I'm not the one who I really am. I'm a photographer, a vintage-lover, a fashion-interested, one who makes the clothes myself but don't wear them at school. But you wonder. You wonder if you see who I really am. 







And I think you should stay there and don't come over to me. I don't want to see you anymore.
Pictures by Mum
Model : Me

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