blueviolet since no one cares enough except michelle>evilragedoll to send me a comment...I'm gonna post this fucker again...because it is important to me that it's read and commented on...because my poetry is a reflection of me....yeah I know...shutup you whiny emo kid...w/e here it is quiet deception my single exception perfect,wonderful,beautiful,everyone can have these qualities but it takes a genuine person to exhibit them...i have found this out the hard way...it starts with "hey kill yourself" and ends with a few more scars loves division death; transition it's not that i try to do it...i am a coward i cannot deal, except,nor cope with any conflict what so ever...i really am frightened again i feel like that 5 year old girl on daddy's lap crying because i dropped my ice cream...but now its gone i am sedulous so acephalous it'snothing really...its not like i suffer from any diseases or anything it's just that i need help...i know i do...but if i attempt at getting help then everyone will know...i'd much rather get help from you...then a non creative shrink bored with this you, me, us? everything you ever knew just forget it...let everything go...pretend that nothing is wrong...come on now princess put on your happy face smile my little angel its alright...but without you...its not...i dont even know who you are. that's it.that's all.there's nothing more.-cassie xox