All My Life, Everybody Has Seen Me

The Present No Matter What I Brought Couldn’t Change The Past. The Past Was Set And Sealed.

All My Life, Everybody Has Seen Me A Certain Way. What Do You See?

His Distress And Pleasure Mixed And Married, Giving Birth To Several Anxious Children.

She Perched On Her Windowsill, Gazing At The Lurid Sun Soaking Into The Caldera, Trying To Appreciate It Even Though She Couldn’t Have It. Why Did She Always Feel She Had To Do Something In The Face Of Beauty?

Marnie Hated To See Her Spend So Much Of Herself On Someone Who Didn't Care.