and if I seem a little strange. well, that's because I am

white lies way darker than that, unthought actions. can't see anything, anywhere. the more you see the less you know; sometimes you can't make it on your own; a house doesn't make a home; and the night it is aching; let's see colors that have never been seen, let's go to places no one else has been; and if the sky can crack, there must be some way back; it works in mysterious ways. there is a light that never goes out, but heaven knows I'm miserable now. i don't have much in my life, but take it, it's yours.