Wednesday, October 22

New Clothes

It's times like this when my heart is hurting that all I really want to do is take off running with some angry music in my ears. I wanna lay it all out on the trail before me and just trample all over it until it feels like I've accomplished something.

I used to be really good at covering up what was going on beneath the surface. Only one or two people could ever really see through it. Sometimes I did it so well that I forgot what was going on and was distracted by the facade. I could believe for a second that that was what was real.

I can't do that anymore. I don't know where my filter went but I officially wear my heart on my sleeve now. I just wanna trade it in and get a different one. This one's tired.