I like to keep my mind as open as my eyes.
I keep things on the positive side where it should be, but doesn't mean I don't know how to face the negativities of reality. I'm clay being molded into what I want to be some day, whether you like the final peice or not, isn't for you to judge, just to examine and figure out the meaning.
• Can I help you, kind follower? Let it begin here.
When you look into my eyes, do you know how I feel? If I opened my mouth, would you understand my words? If I opened my heart, would you care to know who I am?