A new day.
A new day ending.
Oh how I wish the day didn't always end too soon. Today was a good one. My life seems to be falling into place- though there are some knots I have to fix before they'll fit. I'm hoping that...despite the fact that I'm a teenage girl, and I'm almost SUPPOSED to be crazy- that the rest of the year will be fairly calm, and I can hopefully teach my brain not to think so much.
There was a discussion in class not too long ago. It was about being easy to read, or difficult to read, or whatever you are. Am I easy to read? Am I like an open book just WAITING for someone to take interest and begin on page one? Hm. Or am I one of those books with the lock and key attatched that no one can find the pages to. Maybe I'm like a diary. Tempting to read, and yet not in anyones place to read it. I wonder, I wonder, I wonder I do.
My art has become more and more motivated. My newest art that I've POSTED on DA is one of my favourites, because it was inspired by all of the thoughts and angers and happiness and worries that have been crammed in my brain for such a long time.
No more Nex Blogs.
No more.
It's actually disgusting how much I post on that website. How can I spend so much time drooling out all the thoughts and angst when NO ONE CARES about what I'm writing about- that, or people read it and know too much. I'm tired of pouring my heart out. I'm not really a book. More like a play, and all people have to do is sit back and be patient, and soon they'll be listening and watching my brain on stage.
That put a funny mental image in my brain...
Heh.

Oh how the mind can fool me.
Oh how the mind can trick.
Oh how the mind can tease me.
Oh how the clock does tick.
Not enough time for fooling or teasing.
Not enough time for tricking and thinking.
Keep the time,
Keep the mind.
Life will soon fall into place.