beauty may be in the eye of the beholder, but the eye needs to be present in order to formulate an opinion. cameras believe their own knowledge, but nothing is fact by itself. we all know what we want to know. we understand how we want to. stereotypes roll against tongues like the eyes in the holes of my head. this vision only finds disappointment to the ignorant, however ignorance is truly bliss.
i am a figment of your imagination.
i am everything you want me to be.
i am everything you say i am not.
i am secondary action, primary disregard.
you prey on misfortune.
you wish the worst on a pretty face.
you assume with your asses in the air.
you bleed when the words come too close to home.
knives don't have your back, but they do go for the gold. society craves the jewels, clawing at hearts that only know sleepless nights and sunken cheekbones. here's something clear for the uncertain, for the ones who run their mouths like dog noses against the spring- fuck you.
you know nothing but a flash of photography.
nothing but a mugshot.
nothing but one night of escape.
that's all we ever try to do, anyway. it is heritage. it is human nature to desire a leave of absence.
when the going gets tough, the tough get to drinking.
