| Saturday, February 12, 2011
you told me i could fly, but you clipped my wings.
you told me i could run, but you slipped stones into my shoes.
you told me to dream big, but you laughed and told me it'd never happen.
you said i was doing well, but you turned and called me a failure.
you said i was pretty, but you called me ugly.
see the opposites?
why the ability to spew opposites from a single mouth, or do you have a stash of mouths labelled "positive" and "negative" somewhere in that dark light heart?
yes, note the deliberate contrast.
joyful depression.
a lesson well learnt, a truthful lie.
the purple piggy oinked 4:55 AM
