empty wrappers and candy canes

December 25, 2008 jaeli

Another year. Just another year.

It’s the same thing every time, nothing changes. It’s that familiar taste of chocolate and the peppermint of the candy.

I’m caught up in innocent drawings and bubble baths, and drowning myself in hairspray.

The street of Harajuku have a different scent, and this chair can’t stand straight.

I never liked Christmas, and I might never like it at all.

I can’t eat, it makes me sick.

I can’t sleep, I have nightmares.

I can’t smile, it hurts.

Somehow I’m always incomplete.

There’s sidestories behind everything.

Why?

It happens all the time.

Just one look away, and you leave.

Things change so quickly, I hate it.

I guess they all have lives of their own.

And I guess mine is never considered anyways.

“I tried to go on like I never knew you, I’m awake, but my world is half-asleep”

So when the scent of peaches and melon die down, the time is up, and the fragrance stands still.

There’s so much mystery in this world, and it surrounds me endlessly.

Maybe that poisonous apple will take Snow White elsewhere for once.

I’ll travel on tightropes , and dream in my mind.

For things are never perfect, until imperfections cease to exist.

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