"What is it like to be you?"
It's like unwashed, coloured hair and scuffed up combat boots.
It's a vintage shop that has knick knacks that absolutely makes no sense but is filled to brim with hidden treasures.
It's vodka inside a bottle of Arizona, desperately trying to fool everyone.
It's like bombs, powerful yet destructive. You aren't sure when it's detonate but the anticipation brings a secret thrill.
It's an artwork found inside an underrated museum- an incognito masterpiece.
It's a pale face and bloodshot eyes.
It's a fake smile you create when you meet somebody to create an illusion of betterment and serenity.
It's a screaming mind paired with quiet lips.
It's a gaping hole that can't ever be covered or go unnoticed.
It's laughing when all you want to do is go into hysteria.
It's rough late night sex- reminding yourself what's your worth & drowning in lust and dire proximity.
It's being awake at early morn, soaking up all the silence and wishing to get rid of the demanding demons.
It's a blood stained floor in an unknown room.
It's vandalism found on a clean wall of a high class building and weeds on luscious flower garden.
It's shattered mirror and discarded bottles.
It's rock music pulsing through your earphones, tearing apart your sanity and sends morphine to your veins to revive your soulless shell.
It's ubiquitous thoughts so raging, you write it out on your skin.
It's long walks at 3 AM, trying to embrace the madness & hoping to get lost physically for it is better than being emotionally beaten and mentally unstable.
"It's pretty boring,"
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Misconceptions
Non-FictionMISCONCEPTION [mis·con·cep·tion]ˌmiskənˈsepSH(ə)n/ noun plural noun: misconceptions a view or opinion that is incorrect because it is based on faulty thinking or understanding.
