Recently,
I guess knowing too much aint too good either.
This period of time,
I got to know pple.
Pple who are effing f-up.
Pple who are really nice.
I got to know what some friends really are.
Friends who were just so fake.
Friends whom i tot i know who they were.
They are just not ,
As what we tot so.
Being happy is just what’s on the surface.
I have alot of thoughts beneath.
To experience genuine joy,
Weary.
I used to dance when i was feeling down,
and chase all negative emotions away.
The feeling,
changed.
I cant feel joy when i dance.
Where’s the confidence and smile.
Where’s the shine I used to shed.
Praises died.
Agonized. Miffed.
Maybe i’m just an audience,
Not to be a dancer.
jcrosses, is just gone.
