I am a paradox,
I am neither happy nor am I sad.
I smile at pretty things,
and laugh at funny things.
But late at night, I become a mess of emotions and thoughts,
an I wish I could just disappear into the arms I long for.
The internet is my playground, the streets are my turf, fashion is my aphrodisiac.
I am a paradox,
I am neither happy nor am I sad.
I smile at pretty things,
and laugh at funny things.
But late at night, I become a mess of emotions and thoughts,
an I wish I could just disappear into the arms I long for.