Recently, I've been using my face as my mask. To hide away all emotions. Been acting like a bimbo recently. Just laughing at comments and critiques. I really don't want to listen to what people have to say about me cuz it really doesn't get me anywhere.

Some people only say those words because they're afraid of me at times while some just feel good putting down others.

The performance life isn't really as glamorous as what those magazines and publicity cut it out to be. To be honest, the performance life is just like a music box.

Regardless of how tired you are and how much you want to sing a different tune, people relentlessly still open the box to see you perform. I guess its kinda like Sara Bareilles "Love Song" MTV. Whether someone slots in that coin, you perform.

Hmmm...A song that I can make it my own. I guess I'm really bad at letting others know how I feel..haha...great...=.=...my interpersonal and intrapersonal skills  all sucks big time.

Hiaz...but someday, I really wish that I could find true myself and what I really want one day. I'll get it right the next time. ^^ I promise!

O my pretty doll

how you entrance me so

Sitting there with that angelic face

Leaving nothing for me to trace

 

Your sweet blue eyes tell me so much

Of what you've have seen and what you've have done

The years have been rough

The days no better

Your tattered dress and mangled hair is all thats left

Of the gruesome past

 

Oh but don't worry my young sweet thing

Because I'm here to stay

And here to protect

Under your watchful glaze and bloodied hand.