I'm just a self centered attention whore, I forgot that. Everything I do is right, as a matter of fact. The tears I shed are fake, my smiles are real. My depression's just a lie. My heart is whole, I love my life. I'm happy as could be. My family's real close and I have tons of friends. Concerts and music in general are my least favorite things. My arms are not scarred and my eyes, they're dry.
I'm crazy they say,
but I think it's
otherwise.
I'm a pessimist trying to
be the slightest bit
optimistic.
Here's to a good life.
Here's to the memories.
Here's to having no fears.
Here's to being myself.
Here's to the smiles.
Here's to being young.
Here's to everyone,
but the LIARS.