I was to be granted just one wish
I thought I wanted...
A little more night
Or perhaps a little more rain
But truly all I really needed was,
A little more you.

"A portrait is a terribly false thing, for what shows in a portrait is nothing more than the mask of everything the subject would like the viewer to believe he is."

-Emilie Autumn

Look into my eyes;
Tell me your alive.
Look into my eyes;
Can you hear me, now.

Metaphors, the comparison of two things unalike. Well yesterday Miranda made a metaphor in English class. She said "My best friend is a Panda". Well that got the class laughing and the teacher who had to ask why. Miranda then stated that black and white aka light and dark suited me, and that panda's were the least racist animal, and that I was cuddly like a panda. The teacher then had to ask who her best friend was. And Miranda simply said "Rhianna". I thought it was adorable, because Panda's are in fact my favorite animal.

When you said those words,
My heart stopped
But when all that was left
Was those words hanging in the air
You broke it.

It's baby steps in which I come to accept myself, to stop hating the way I look, and the way I am. But it's moments like these sometimes that hasten the pace of these baby steps...Like the day I went to work and I know very well that I did not happen to look my best, I had make up from the previous night that I had just lightly but not completely washes off, and I had ran a brush through my hair doing nothing more, and I threw on my work clothes. But I was called pretty. A regular customer had her kids and before leaving she said "My kids think your very pretty". Yes it's one simple thing but it made me feel a lot better.

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