Ooh La

La;20yrs
I live my life to satisfy myself; "I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance and affection to be art."

Youth is wasted on the young.

poetdreamer:

I cannot look into your eyes

Not because of the things you say

Not because of the things I’ve said

No…

I cannot look into your eyes

Because of the things unsaid

The volumes found in my silences

Lie hidden behind my eyes

I cannot look into your eyes…

Because, then you would know…

       You would know.
life; when you think noone is watching.

life; when you think noone is watching.