Don't think. Feel.

Admiration is a feeling furthest from understanding.

- Aizen S.

Bleach

You cant spell Slaughter without "laughter".

Zangetsu (Dark Ichigo)

Bleach

I hide behind a smile.

I hide behind a laugh.

I hide behind kind words.

I hide behind a mask.

Behind my mask is a tired, scared and distrusting girl.

Behind my mask is a girl who has been betrayed one too many at a young age.

Behind my mask is a girl who has experiences many, but hasn't seen far.

Behind my mask, I am human.

I ask myself: Why is life difficult?

I ask myself: Is it because I have yet found myself?

I ask myself: How long do I have to be strong for everybody?

I ask myself: But why? But how?

For a long time, I have known that I have been different. Introverted. A dreamer. Misplaced.

For a long time, I have wanted to validate my existence. To not feel numb.

No, I am not depressed, this is who I am. This is how I think.

This is how I grew up. Open-minded. Experienced, yet I haven't seen all.

They call me a genius, yet I know nothing.

I feel as if I am a wingless bird trapped within a cage. Trapped within a trap.

I wish to escape...

I wish to fly...

I wish to feel the wind groom through my feathers with the sky as my only companion.

I wish to breathe.

But why? But how?

Behind my mask, I am only human.

(5/25/15 9:45 pm)